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i was going to post in the morning (the real morning ... when the sun is out) after the butler road 5k.
i was going to go to bed with rex after cleaning up the kitchen.
but here it is ... late/early.
i technically did go to bed with him. we were there for a bit - catching up from the day. i told him his secret fear of mice was safe with me & i'd not tell jack that his big strong daddy hero is afraid of mice.
lol.
he says that's not true. he's not afraid of mice.
at all.
they are just fast & hard to catch.
i told him my lips were sealed.
: )
later on i remembered that i hadn't covered regan up so i was going to get up & do that and he said he would. then i couldn't find my phone and used his to call mine.
that's when i turned the light on to find it & that's when all the terrible stink bugs went running for darkness again. and that's when i went on a killing spree.
and that's how i ended up here and he is back in bed quite asleep ... his last words were -
' ... i tried putting you to bed ...'
the 5k is still scheduled for the morning - a payment of sorts for the 4 days off that the shoes have gone unused.
and that's why i post - cause i don't want to forget the little bits of memory we make together. the little things that happen throughout the days.
jack asked me the other day -
'mom, your like 80 right?'
no dude, 30.
'oh yeah, 30.'
benny told me he'd made up a word for regan and asked if i wanted to hear it.
'aahhhdadeedumfleodldle'
then he giggled.
sailor finished her money book today - she did a whooping 17 pages to get it done today and not have anymore of it left.
she was proud & so was i.
this whole finishing first grade is a big deal to her & i. it hails accomplishment for both of us.
that and testifies to the sweet grace of the Lord -
Him being kind when we are not.
being patient when we are not.
being forgiving when we are not.
being good when we are not.
being faithful when we are not.
so we have 2 books left to finish up.
somehow with the highschool & college graduations we are attending this week she is thinking a graduation from 1st grade is in order : )
how 'bout a trip to the park with a picnic?
i was thinking i had the pomp & circumstance music playing in my head ... but i think its the olympic music instead ... i can't think of how the graduation music goes.
done. done. done. done.done.done. done. ya, that's definitively the olympics.
molly wasn't big on playing outside much today and was happy to do her own thing in the living room. i heard her singing over and over and over
'this is the first day of the rest of your life.'
she'd go big on the resT of yOuR liFe.
quite the little matt maher fan : )
that would be followed by oh no you never let go, straight into yes Jesus loves me.
the 3 songs she knows.
it was really, really darling.
and regan - well she is just dreamy.
i am still very much in love with her. she will be 8 months on sunday.
she had issues with her bouncer today. the whole weekend she was not really ever sat down - there was always someone to hold her.
hello monday, regan : )
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so back to the weekend.
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it'd been 2 years since we'd been up the coast to ft. bragg.
at that rate every time we go we show up at rex's grandmas with another baby : ) which is how this year was!
rex took friday off and though its not the most traditional way to start road trips before we left town we hit the barber shop for the guys & the beauty parlor for molly dolly.
jacks hair cut from nine months ago wasn't exactly the first hair cut i was hoping for - so we counted this trip as the first official save-the-clips-of-hair hair cut.
ta da.
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the ocean? or the mountains? i could never decide - but pretty clearly over the last years the ocean has come out decidedly on top. and that is funny considering in the last years most of our beach trips have included kids and that includes copious amounts of sand : )
that doesn't stay at the beach.
(sailor used 'copious' in a sentence the other day & rex just looked at me with a 'that is all from you' sort of look. i smiled and thought it was awesome.)
but when you can combine the mountains & the ocean - that is really great.
which is one of the reasons every other year we drive hundreds of miles through crazy winding roads to the northern coast.
a joke from sailor -
'why are seagulls called seagulls?'
'they are called seagulls because they live by the sea. if they lived by the bay they would be called bagels.'
it was a riddle in her math book that she solved by doing addition & subtraction problems & we thought is was funny : )
their confidences & fears are interesting to me. she wished she could get to the other side not wanting to walk across on her own and he just blazed out there and showed her how by leading her across. after the first trip she made dozens on her own alone ....
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ok, so maybe she was set down once ....
we pulled off waiting for grammy & grandpa to catch up - they were pulling their trailer and took the roads alittle slower. jack kept calling them on the 'talkie-walkie'
they found us -
grammy pulled treats out of the trailer all weekend long.
this was about the time i realized the camera battery only had two bars left & i didn't bring the charger.
really? really.
so i tried being selective in who, what, when, where & why i took pictures.
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he would always be worth a shot ...
uncle justin prefers beaches where there is no sand.
funny guy.
so we spent the next afternoon at one that had rocks & cliffs & glass.
smooth glass - don't worry.
glass beach was an old dump site and the treasures that can be found washed up on shore are interesting ...
regan didn't go hunting for treasures.
jacky liked rock climbing - barefoot.
benny - i've got this great picture of benny, that i won't post.
i looked up and saw him at the top of one of the cliff/rocks - which i was fine with.
then i saw him start with that all knowing dancing little gig.
then i saw him wiggle his pants down to his ankles & stick out his little tummy ...
then i thought about pretending i didn't know him or at least pretending i didn't see what he was doing.
then i raised my camera and thought if the battery died - oh well.
even justin was laughing.
true story - the end.
little miss 'i not be chilly i not want my coat' was freezing by the end.
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skipping ahead to our last day - battery conserving ...
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i'll just go ahead and admit that this summer i think i'll be taking a thousand family pictures if i take one ...
random, unplanned, huddled up, will-you-take-our-picture, planned, bribed, timered - any of those, yep that's one of my summer plans.
here we all are with grandma brown -
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more goodness from the trailer to start the long drive home ... well not the starbucks : ) we had this agreement that we shouldn't keep that bag right there the whole way back or we'd eat the whole thing.
: ) we did throw some back to the kids every once in awhile.
the long drive was a bit slow is starting 'cause we locked the keys in the car.
he stopped for my old name ...
i wish i would have asked him to stop for the tye-dyed train caboose we past. why do i think tye-dyed things are just great right now ?? we found a shirt in one of the shops that would have been perfect for running - could've totally seen me coming from any direction ....
he said i wasn't brave enough to wear it.
i said i wasn't brave enough to pay the tourist boutique store price for it.
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some of our passengers -
i felt obligated to stay awake with rex and point out all the great photo places we were missing and other mindless facts that came to my mind. remember he's pretty good at following a conversation that has 47 different points ... or none at all, depending on how you look at it : )
about the time that traffic got bad & the low fuel light came on & molly was crying & regan was hungry & the tapes from the library had been played 5 times over in a row ....
we decided at break would be good.
it was a nice trip. when you know going in that it's not going to matter what does or doesn't happen - it all works out.
family is important & making the effort to make that happen is not wasted ...
and a family picture thrown in just because ... we don't want to forget.
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