My family is on their way to Myrtle Beach and I am home with Winnie. We will, hopefully, get the house cleaned and back in order while they are gone.
Darren wanted to leave at 9pm and drive all night so they wouldn't have traffic in the DC area.
Can you believe the weeping and wailing from two girls headed to the beach?
Have fun, drive safely, don't fight and call me.
Look who came to visit us on the backporch today. Good thing Winnie wasn't outside; she might have eaten it.
Annabel is one more step on her way to black belt. She received her orange belt in karate on Thursday. She is one tough cookie. She comes home from class hoarse, because she yells louder than any one else.
The Jonas Brothers were at Darien Lake last night, as were we-Annabel, Bea, Lindsay and I.
Darren surprised the girls with tickets to the concert. Somehow, I'm the one who ended up sharing the whole, loud, hormonal experience with them.
Annabel screamed as loudly as any other pre-pubescent girl there, and I think there must have been a million little girls there.
On Thursday, we drove 1 1/2 hrs south to Corning to see the museum there.
We saw some beautiful things, but it is a once in a lifetime trip--meaning I don't need to ever return.
Darren got box tickets for another Redwings game on Wednesday night.
It was especially fun to be able to take Lindsay and Dad along as well.
Having done both box seats and general admission seating, I'd have to say I prefer the box seats! Free seats and free food will get me everytime.
Bea has spent her summer reading the four Ivy and Bean books. It is so exciting to have her find something that she really enjoys reading. Coincidentally, she received her first book for her birthday, as did her best friend Cameron the next day on her birthday and her best friend Emily was reading an Ivy and Bean book that week as well. I don't think any of the mothers were aware of this at the time.
Bea is almost done with book 4 and now will have to wait for the next book in the series to come out.
Grandpa and cousin Lindsay are in town on their way to Minnesota to drop off Lindsay at Macalester College for her freshman year. I walked into the room to find all four kids listening to Grandpa tell stories about his family. Dad is a great storyteller and I have laughed a lot in the last couple of days.
