I'm sitting in the living room watching Eden and Lars play Ring Around the Rosies. When it gets to the part where, "we all fall down", Eden gives Lars a huge shove and pushes him to the ground. Now he's so dizzy, he can't stand up straight and he looks a bit concerned, then starts laughing.
My Hoover still isn't fixed. Al, if you're reading this, please keep that in mind when you see Eden's paper-cutting adventure all over the downstairs carpet.
I went to get the newspaper from the front walk this morning, and dropped my glass on the concrete, making us one step closer to buying new drinking ware, too.
I am reading the book "The Greatest Generation" by Tom Brokaw. It was published in 1998, but it's one of those books that can be read any time and still be appreciated. I recommend it to everybody who has a heart. I learned a little bit about my grandpa's time in Guam over the past week, and it's very fitting that this history lesson falls over Memorial Day.
Mom and Dad came to visit us the past couple weeks. They arrived on Mother's Day afternoon and in a blink, they were gone 10 days later, leaving Lars to enter the guest room repeatedly looking for 'ama'. It was cute, though sad. Eden is now old enough to realize that after hugs and kisses and good-byes in the driveway, they are gone for a long time. She hans't asked, even once, where they are. She knows.
During their stay, we took our new camper (which they drug out from Michigan) and tried it out in the Black Hills, finding many animals along the way to talk to. My dad has a bad habit of calling cows, but thankfully, he wasn't able to mimick the sound of the buffalo, so we were in the clear there.
Our first night at camp, we hooked up the internet and sat around the lap top on the picnic table, freezing our bums off and getting a weak signal to watch game 7 of the Red Wings Round two playoffs. For good or for bad, we were only able to watch the 3rd period, which was a barn-burner in every sense of the phrase.
We camped at Horsethief campground in Hill City and spent a couple cold days driving around Custer State Park and the surrounding areas. Had chili one night and stew the next, if that tells you anything about the temperature. Due to unforseen circumstances, we had to drive two vehicles. Thankfully, we had the option and it actually worked out well. Mom and I took the kids in one vehicle and went at our own pace, chatting along the way. Dad and Al took the camper and went at their own pace.
On our drive home, we stopped at Wind Cave for Mom to stamp her National Park book. We all stopped in Hot Springs, picnicing at the National Cemetary. Mom and I then drove around the town a bit, eyeing all the old buildings and architecture.
The rest of the time was spent peeling Lars off Mommy and letting Grandma and Papa play with him. I worked on readying the camper for our trip, and dad built some shelves for me. I planted flowers one day and worked in the gardens. Mom was happy to change diapers and feed the boy. On thier last day, we got up in the morning when it was still cool (85 degrees) and went hiking at Scottsbluff Nat'l Monument. We all hiked the half mile trail at the base of the bluff. It was hot and sunny and we were ready for the AC when we got back in the Ford.
Side note: Eden can say "Exabition" but not "Expedition".
Lars became quite clingy to my dad on that last day, preferring to be held by him and not me. That's a real heart breaker, as I would love to pass him around more often.
Meegan called me this afternoon. Zak got nailed in the face by a line drive during a baseball game at school. Since she was at jail waiting to spring a bird, she couldn't leave and wondered what she should do. "Fly me home. I'll check him out!" is what I wanted to say, but instead, I called and talked to him. He thinks he was unconscious having a seizure, but I assured him he'd live until tomorrow, told him to take some IB profen and put ice on it. I can't wait to see him in school plays when he's in high school.
Today is the last day of school here in Bridgeport. I knew right away, as kids were flooding the streets in freedom early this afternoon. The ones who can drive were crusing all over, music blaring from the speakers. Ahh..summer is here.
Red Wings are still in it, which is a lot of fun. Real choice tonight, however, as it's the opening night for the race track in Gering, and also game three for the Wings series three. I know where I'll be, but Daddy and Eden might not be sharing the couch with me. The weather is perfect for a race, I must say.
Enjoy the pics of the Kenny visit. We sure enjoyed having them and are already planning a way to get back home this fall to see the rest of the clan.
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