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Maybe Next time we should just camp in the garage..

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A few weekends ago while we had Little Miss we went camping.

I love to camp, I really do!
I do not however like to pack up a wet tent. 
I dislike it even more when it is down pouring while we pack up. 
I absolutely detest it when the tent is leaking and everything inside of the tent is wet in addition to the outside things while it is down pouring!

This is what happened to us our weekend of camping.  It began to sprinkle so we put most things away, but that doesn't help too much when in the middle of the night rain pounds on the nylon over your head and the outside of your sleeping bag is wet from the leaks funneling water through!  At least the kids thought it was super fun!!

Drying everything out and washing everything because it was damp and smelling took awhile and I felt like white trash having my tent up in my garage, but you do what you have to do to make a family adventure fun - right?  right?

End of an Era...

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Last night I rode with my baby, who is a big kindergartener this year, on a trial run bus ride.  I sat next to him on the bus and watched him as he peered nonchalantly out the window.  He rode the bus to Developmental Kindergarten last year so this was old news for him.  As I watched him I had to hold back the tears.

I'm not worried that he won't find his way or that he will have a hard time separating from me.  I'm not worried that he won't do well in school or about his friend making skills.  My tears were purely selfish.

Kindergarten marks the end of an era. The era of babyhood.  The era of wiping noses, wiping bottoms, carrying a child on a hip, luging the equivalent of a suitcase everywhere you go, and kissing boo boos. 

My baby is now an official attender of school.  He is on the road to picking out all of his own clothes, getting things off of high shelves on his own, making his own lunch, and worst of all refusing my hugs in front of friends!  Starting school …

Deja Vu - my poor husband....

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As I mentioned in my post about Pentwater, my family and I used to camp there in the summer when I was a teenager.  I invited my girlfriend to come up with me each summer and we were allowed to stay in a tent while my parents and sisters stayed in the motorhome.  I think I got the better end of the deal in this sleeping situation because what teenager doesn't want some freedom from her/his family?!

Camping in the summer was all about meeting boys.  I'm not saying we were boy crazy, but I think that is just what you naturally do as a teenager.  We met a ton of boys while camping and oddly enough I don't remember meeting even one girl!  We hung out with all of the boys each summer.  There was a group we hung out with and then there were a select few that actually turned into boyfriends for my girlfriends and I. 

I'm sure Ryan is tired of my stories of camping and the boys.  I think each time we go back to Pentwater I have another story I remember to tell.  So many things…

Last Week the house was full....

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Today my house felt EMPTY!  We went from having Little Miss living with us to two soccer coaches staying with us.  They have now all moved on and the house feels a bit empty to me even with my kids and the neighbor kids running in and out!

So yes, Little Miss is now officially reunited with her family.  I was sent pictures of her at the airport with her mom and dad and of a picture that they took of her later in the day.  She looked so happy and excited!  I miss her, but things look like they ended up how they should.

Two days after Little Miss left we filled the house with two soccer coaches.  They ran a camp through AYSO that all three of the kids attended last week.  One coach was from Scotland and one was from Brazil.  Last year we also hosted coaches.  The two who stayed with us last year were from England.

If you ever have a chance to do something like this I recommend that you do!  I hope that I can go visit all kinds of places in the world, but in case it doesn't happen i…

20th Reunion! (am I really that old??)

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While I was in high school I hated it.  I was not a fan of the cliques, the peer pressure, and all of the unknowns about where you stood in the world.  Don't get me wrong, I did have some fun times with my friends and had some friendships I will treasure forever, but as far as people saying that high school is the best time in your life, I would have to disagree. I was relieved to leave high school and leave it all behind.

High school is rough!  There is so much change happening each and every day to you and those around you that it is hard to keep up and keep it all straight!   One false move and your life could be destroyed.  (at least it appeared that way to me back then)  I know that if I were in high school at this point in my life, having the attitude I have now and knowing what I know now, I would have behaved so much differently.  I'm certain I would have been in much more trouble for starters! (so it is probably a good thing I was nervous and na├»ve)

This weekend I att…

Two Lola's in the House!

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Yesterday we took Little Miss to the store with an agenda of getting her a doll.

I wish I could post a picture of her walking through the store with the doll!  She was so excited!  She immediately named the doll "Lola" and began to sing to her!  It was the sweetest thing!  
I got her the doll because one she has nothing, two she loves dolls and plays with Lola's all the time, and three because she is leaving soon and I thought it may help her on her long airplane ride.
So far her doll has not left her side!  She has done her hair many times and actually colored part of her hair green when I wasn't looking!  She has all of the children playing dolls with her.  I love seeing Tyce and Jackson doing whatever she says which is pretty amazing since she says it all in Spanish!  Yes, she has us all wrapped around her little three year old finger!

We have been using the doll to help ease anxiety for her upcoming travels and to demonstrate things like saying sorry to get out …

A Little Piece of My Heart

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Last night I did my rounds on the children before I went to bed.  You know the drill.  You re-cover them, take the truck out from under a face, and check that they are breathing.  As I covered Little Miss back up, she stirred and made a whimpering noise.  Uh oh!  She turned and looked at me and I thought for sure my night was taking a non-sleeping turn!  As her eyes focused on me she smiled the biggest smile showing her dimples, mumbled something in Spanish, turned over and went back to sleep.

That is why we do this.  To keep the children safe, protected, and happy.  Of course I get something out of it too.  My heart swelled to know that she felt safe and happy in the middle of the night in a strange house with new people.  And even though I am attached to her and my heart will break a little when she leaves tomorrow, I think that her well being is worth way more then some of my heart going with her.  I find I always have enough of my heart left to give more!

And yes, she is set to l…

Flexibilty in Travel and Football

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I'm a big planner when it comes to vacations, especially if they are going to be short.  If I don't know what there is to see and do when I am someplace how can I take advantage of it?  So before I leave on any trip I research a ton and send away for brochures.  Kind of nerdy I know, but Ryan is always very thankful when I pull out coupons or maps with options on what to do and where to go.  I look like a geeky tourist at times, but I am proud of it!

I am also a big believer in being flexible on vacations and trips.  You have to open enough to stray from your original plan or you may miss something really amazing!

Last week Ryan had business in Colorado and I tagged along.  We spent our first day in Denver.  I spent my afternoon by the pool reading while Ry met with a client.  In the evening we went out to eat with clients.






We went to a place called The Fort.  It is in Denver and the prices are up there, but it is so with it!  
The restaurant was built by a family having been…