Little house = lots of guests. Big house = everybody's gone. What gives?

Now that we live in a nice, big house, with lots of room, and more than one toilet, it seems as if there's nobody to be homey with, besides Tiss, my...uh....homey. First little Kris takes off for Oz for an extended tour, and then Jimbo decides he wants to go live in an igloo. Now Austris has decided to go back to the homeland, leaving Matiss and I acutely abandoned by our siblings. So, it's just us and the cats in the yard. Don't get me wrong, it's a very very very fine house, as they say. It's just that everyone's gone, 'cept the folks. Problem is, they don't like playing Big Two or Prince of Persia. Sigh, I guess we'll just have to throw another party. Who's up for plastic bottle field-goal kicking in the living room???