a forgotten post

I was looking through some pictures and stumbled upon this fantastic adventure that I forgot to write about.  It was during our whirlwind close to the summer.  A.'s birthday party, trip to NY, and trip to Williamsburg were all in 1 week.  We pretty much crammed a summer worth of fun into one very expensive yet awesome week.  We met B's side of the family in Williamsburg so they could experience the thrill junkies that are our children.  We all had a blast.

On our way back to the hotel, we saw how unbelievably close we were to Colonial Williamsburg.  History is one of B.'s favorite subjects and A. has just finished all of the Felicity American Girl series.  Obviously, we had to stop for a bit.  We parked the minivan in the parking garage with about 32 other minivans and started walking.  

 

The first stop was this horse.  It obviously was Penny, the horse that Felicity wanted in her books.  15 minutes we dragged them away to head to the little shops etc. B. had it pulled up on his phone since we weren't exactly sure where to go.  We walked about 5 minutes and I began to question him.  We reconsulted with the app and both agreed to keep going.  5 more minutes and I started to carry K.  We considered turning around to go get the van but decided, "how much farther could it be?"  Well, the app then had us start tredging up the interstate.  REALLY... Our X on the map was getting closer and closer and there is no turning back now.  

So, we tredged up the interstate with cars whizzing past.  We called Gramps to the rescue.  He, whom left the hotel 45 minutes after us, was already glancing at the old homes and storefronts.  He got his car from the parking garage, came and picked us up.  Three of us loaded in the back seat sans car seats, and Daddy hopped in the trunk.  We rode for the 2 mile trek back to... the same parking garage where we parked our car.

Fun, better late than never:)

tricks

This guy is becoming quite the big man. 

He is full of personality and keeps us laughing.  Sometimes for good, sometimes in mischief.  Regardless, I need to write some quirks down so that I don't forget them....

1) Nopey-- Nopey joined our family a few months ago.  Nopey is his imaginary friend.  Here are Nopey and Kaleb riding the balloon ride at Busch Gardens.  Yep, Nopey is buckled in for safety.

This is a picture of the curtains sitting on top of the toy box.  "Why?" you ask.  I asked the same question.  Well, Nopey was apparently climbing up the curtains and got stuck.  K. had to help him down.  Funny, the curtains could not hold Nopey and K.

2) Tricks- Whenever we are driving, K. likes to play "tricks."  He will say ,"Look Mom, there is a gorilla in a tree."  I then have to dramatically say, "where".  He repeats the question and then this time he will say, "tricked ya."  Some of my favorites are a peanut butter sandwich running down the road, a dinosaur climbing the water tower, a pig flying over the car, or a snake crawling on his feet.  

3.  Singing-- A. has always been a singer.  She sings everything.  K.  not so much.  But now, he sings everywhere.

  

"If the double doesn't like it he can sit on a tack, sit on a tack and stay."  I think it was supposed to be a verse from "This Little Light of Mine."  Close...

4. Awesome pants.  What qualifies awesome pants?  Well, anything that is mesh and elastic.  Anything that makes him look like he is ready to go to the gym.  He doesn't care if they are with button up shirts or T shirts as long as they are, "awesome"  

sometimes I feel like a champ, sometimes I don't

It was raining last night.  This morning, I woke up and just knew that we would have a morning off of soccer and field hockey.  I let the kids lounge in bed.  We make home made granola and watched Monsters Inc.  It was 8:45 and I realized that the soccer coach never sent out a message.  Hhmmm, maybe it wasn't cancelled after all.  A quick text to one of the other moms... nope.  Soccer game is about to begin.  Well, we won't make that but that means we need to get into gear to make it to field hockey.  Everyone starts moving around and A. is screaming, "where is my uniform."  I search through every single drawer and laundry basket.  Oh great, it's in the washing machine where it has been for over 24 hours.  It's wet and it smells like mildew.  Lovely.  Quick hand wash and I toss it into the dryer.  We now have 15 minutes until we need to be in the car.  K. is running around looking for his forever missing shoe.  A., thankfully the helper, is filling up water bottles.  1 minute to go and I give up on the shoe and put him in his old broken shoes.  I pull the clothes out of the dryer.  Well, damp uniform it is.  

We all run to the car and see this...

Yep, 15 miles until empty.  The game is about 14.9 miles away.  Today, I am not a champion.