I tried to have as much ready as I could, but there are always things left to do.
So on Saturday, an hour after returning home, we were heading back out of the driveway, not to return until Monday afternoon.
I was ready for some relaxation.
We had initially been undecided as to where we were going to go camping. After finding out that B had been invited to a party, on the same day as his, at Lake of the Ozark, we decided that we would camp there.
We arrived just ahead of a thunderstorm. We "popped up" our camper just in time to climb in and avoid the rain.
After everyone getting their bearings, we left to go to Miner Mike's, the location of J's party. The kids had never been to Miner Mike's and once B was convinced that it "wasn't scary" we went inside.
It didn't take long for him to decide that "next year" he wanted to have his party there.
Is this progress?
And once he decided that the indoor roller coaster wasn't too fast, we couldn't get him off of it.
And considering that the kids rode the bumper cars approximately 1,874 times before getting off to try something new, I think they were a hit, too.
I love skee ball and it was really hard not to beg L for her to let her loving mama to play a few times.
Except all thoughts of it being my imagination was dashed when I heard it again.
"Steven...someone is outside or something is outside."
The middle drawer which held the Funyuns and other assorted snacks and the bottom drawer which held bread and waffle mix.