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Congratulations Taylor !
This sweet rock of gilbraltar son of mine has a band called “The Verity” that performed in the Battle of the Bands contest in Johnson City tonight and THEY WON! WHAT? Their prize? You ask? They get to open for JEREMY CAMP in October. I can’t believe it. Way to go boys! You make a momma proud. I’m really sorry for all those times I told you not to play music so loud…and all those times I ask you to practice at someone else’s house…..and all the times I fussed about guitar picks everywhere. I take it all back. Play your music and play it loud and use 20 guitar picks at one time. I’m so proud of you.
One day you’re making homeade salsa and……
the next day you get a dreaded phone call that your husband and daughter have been in a four wheeler accident. Thanks be to God no one was severely injured…..a clavicle fracture, some extremely large bruises and painful-to-look-at road rash were actually a relief and blessing given that the ATV flipped over and skidded about 30 feet. It has a way of giving you perspective. They are both improving every day and I know someone who’ll give you a good deal on a four wheeler! That said, it has given me “pause” in my normal busy schedule to serve those I love in a different way (ie… bandage changes, medication nurse, wound care specialist). I’ve also had time to ponder the what if’s. What if someone had been killed? What if there had been life-altering injuries? What if , what if , what if? That game can make you crazy. Thankfully, I can kiss my little girlie goodnight tonight and can hug my husband and tell him how much I love him. I don’t want to take it for granted. I don’t want to glide through days and months without truly being present for those I love. So, tomorrow or the next day or the day after that, when life is back to normal, I hope I remember to drink it all in….to be thankful and available and kind…..to live and love purposely without hesistation, to truly enjoy my family and to cherish our days. This trauma has in essence pushed life’s pause button for us. I don’t recommend the trauma but the pause button is kinda nice. Gotta go now and check all the wounds and pass out the evening medications. We’ll be back to salsa making soon enough.
Minnesota Musings
“Miiuss” Vicki taught us a new game called Blokus…..warning to all you gamers…..highly addictive. You will say mean things to your small children while playing this game, of course wholly justified because they just blocked your next move. Purchase with caution.
We enjoyed boat rides and Caiti especially enjoyed that tubing adventure when she told the boys “please don’t pull me too fast” to which they slyly answered ” oh, we won’t”. Waves went crashing and body parts went flying. I would NEVER let them pull me on a tube. NEVER!
Then, our little Elea finally mustered up the courage to swim to the raft. This we attributed to the magnetism of Adrian who was the only one to coax her to the task. She then promptly pushed Emme off. She can dish it out but trust me, she can’t take it.
This is perhaps my favorite picture from the trip. Little Elea learning to knit. She sat here forever…..humming little tunes to herself…..presumably ‘Little House’…..while she clacked her needles together. Those little fingers learn quickly.
Tales from the North Woods…..
The annual “king of the raft” game is always fun to watch. All the teenage boys ganged up on Uncle Rex….or maybe that was only Adrian (his son) ganging up on him.
The annual “fish fry” was a great success. Steve, Jeff, and Grandpa Eddie fished all day….. caught the fish, cleaned the fish, fried the fish, and we all ate the fish. The boys stand close the Grandpa Eddie and hope (to much avail) to hear a few profanities!
Kyle and Savannie enjoying some tubing…
This very large fire was a regular for us. These “boyscouts” used a lot of lighter fluid.
Grandma Evadne and Elea knitting. Grandma is working on her ELEVENTH afgan in less than two years……Elea is working on her first scarf which she just informed me may in fact make a mighty fine afgan for her doll….with a lot less knitting!
We miss you Taylor!
Taylor starts cross country camp today, so he will be doing lots of running this week..
instead of lots of swimming and boating with us here in the north woods…..
Your sisters miss you, and so do I…..very much……
Scooter forgives you for asking me on FRIDAY where his dog food is kept…(we left Taylor in charge of Scooter on WEDNESDAY……)
and we pray that you will be safe and have fun and know we love and miss you.