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We won't talk about that
So.

I have been keeping a little secret from y'all. I know. But, I think I was living in the denial of its reality lest I talk about it and jinx myself. Not that I believe in jinxing but I'm just saying.

Anyhow.

It occurred to me a couple of months ago that three of my kids would be gone for the same two week time span- this week and next week. I assure you I love my kids from the bottom to the top of my being. Love them. Love them tons. But my love may or may not have gotten super excited about the prospect of finding something for the other two kids to do during this time thus making Art and I kid free for two weeks.

I know.

So, I got to researching and found some fantastic Christian Camps. The one that seemed perfectly suited for Brooke had an opening for this two week span. And the one that seemed perfectly suited for Ashley also had an opening for this same two weeks.

Squeal!

My excitement could hardly be contained until I had a suppressed memory come back to haunt my little plan making self.

Several years ago Hope and Ashley went to summer camp for two weeks. They were young- like 3rd and 4th grade. Anyhow.

I was very diligent about packing everything according to the camp list. I also marked each-and-every-piece-of-their-belongings-with-a-sharpie-which-took-hours-and-make-my-head-hurt-thank-you-very-much. All that to say, I did force myself to operate outside my norm and pay some attention to the details.

And I was quite proud of myself.

Until two weeks later.

The camp called to inform us that pick up day is today and hello, where were we.

Hunh?

I was certain pick up day was tomorrow and we were in New York.

And that's all I'll say about that little situation. We won't talk about that because I don't want to live in the past and have it taint my current situation of pure bliss.

So.

I will say that I know for sure when pick up day is occurring this go round. And I will say for sure that Art and I will be hanging a "Do Not Disturb" sign on our front door until said date.

Just in case you were pondering stopping by.

Don't.

We'll be busy. But we won't talk about that either.

Smiles~