Well, that's not totally accurate. We did our major vacationing of the summer in June. Todd and I sneaked off without the kids for a rip roaring good time at his friend's wedding.
|This is the only photo of me at the wedding!|
|Cape Hatteras Light House|
|The entire family at Cape Hatteras Light House|
|The happy couple after 50 years of marriage!|
|Hands off, ladies! He's mine.|
|Fun in the sun and sand!|
|Cousins at the Wilbur and Orville Wright Memorial|
This morning, Adrian recapped our Fourth of July celebrations for me.
He picked up his no-longer-glowing glow stick and said, "I got this at the fireworks last night. They were really loud. I covered my ears."
I had to correct him on two points. We went to the fireworks Tuesday night, not last night. And, Daddy and Mommy took turns covering his ears.
"Yeah," he said. "Daddy and Mommy covered my ears."
It was the first time in his life that he enjoyed the fireworks.
On the actual Fourth of July, we spent the entire day, just the four of us together, at one of my favorite places in the entire world, Ricketts Glen State Park. (I know, I have a lot of favorite places.) Our plan was to go for a hike and then spend the rest of the day at the beach, but we didn't get started on our hike until about 11:30 in the morning. Our kids are amazing little hikers. But we forget how much longer it takes to get places when you have tiny legs. The trail markers told us the loop we were doing was less than four miles, and somehow it took us 5 hours! I'm just grateful I didn't wear a watch or check my phone the whole time. It was relaxing hard work, hiking down and up the waterfalls--and a little bit stressful for me.
When all else failed, of course I turned to prayer. She and I took a quiet moment together and I asked God to give her peace and assurance that she and Adrian were in His hands and she didn't have to worry about anybody falling. She finally relaxed and enjoyed the hike (with my continued encouragement and positivity).
It was an interesting exercise in trust and restraint for me. Todd allowed Adrian to hike a lot more of the trail than I would have liked. But I had told Camilla before we reached the falls that I trusted Daddy to watch Adrian. So I had to force myself to demonstrate this. I stopped myself from my usual worrying aloud. And whenever Camilla expressed concern, I reminded her to let Daddy take care of Adrian.
Ultimately, we survived, had a great time together . . . and reached the beach around 4:30, when most people start to head home. If we hadn't been so hungry, or if we'd brought more food, or if the snack shop kept serving sandwiches past 5 pm, maybe we could have stayed at the beach longer but as it was we had to head out after a couple hours. It was long enough to cool off and rest our aching, tired muscles.
We went home and lit some sparklers in the back yard, grateful for our Independence and proud to be Americans.