Hot Fun in the Summertime

Hello all.
I've been taking a little blog break for a week or so.
It's even too hot to blog(and cook and clean house and take my kids to public pool-who says heat is BAD?)
Took a little jaunt up to Michigan to visit Grandma and Grandpa-hoping to escape the heat.
NO DICE.

Jason and Hollis went with his folks to the Detroit Tigers Game.

Hollis likes to hang with Grandpa because they go down in the basement, listen to the Oak Ridge Boys on a cassette tape and "build things".

Grandpa says bad words like "stupid" and "dumb" so Hollis thinks that is really cool since we are not supposed to say things like that at our house.

She thinks it's funny when he and Grandma fight about whether to eat dinner at 5 or 5:30(Shhhh...I do too..don't tell anyone.)

I love the LePages backyard.
It's like a park with the towering trees, the lovely green grass-the squirrels and birds fluttering about.
We spent a lot of time in the backyard on this trip.

Collins like to hang with Grandma because Grandma fusses over her all the time.
She is always playing peek-a-boo with her or telling her how cute she is or mashing up strawberries for her to gulp down.
She also feeds her ice cream when she thinks I'm not looking.
Now when any of us eat ice cream around Collins, she clicks her tongue and squeals!
What are Grandma's for, right?

It's nice to be adored, isn't it?

These two are used to taking baths together.

So it only made sense for Hollis to get a shampoo in...(I think it was stressing Grandma out)

Hollis can make me laugh like no one else.

I love her spunk.

So that's it.

Hollis has about 17 days left before she starts school.

There are so many things that I want to do with them before she starts...I don't know if it's gonna happen-but I'm sure gonna try.

8 months

The mornings are my favorite times.
I don't have to share her with anyone else.
She kicks her feet with delight and makes a joyful noise as I lift her sleepily, quietly from her crib.
I am reminded again and again of God's goodness and grace as I clutch her warm body to my chest.
She is mine.
My hearts delight.

Ramblings

Here are some ramblings from our quiet sleepy house this Friday morning:

Last week  I popped the new Brad Paisley CD in the car and took the girls blueberry picking at a farm about 30 mintues north of here.
I have never been blueberry picking before so I wasn't quite sure what to expect.
Blackberry picking is what I know best.

No snakes.
No thorns.
Just simple blue berries to gently pluck.

Hollis would have picked all day..maybe it was the overalls that were inspiring her...she was getting into that farmer theme.

On the way home I saw a sign for an estate sale.

I don't have any pictures of our treasures but I realized I have passed my love of all things vintage down to my firstborn.

She kept saying,"Mom, this is sooo vintage."

And she was RIGHT!!

We felt like we hit the lottery when we walked away with a 1950's pitcher, some vintage handtowels and a little metal lunchbox-all for 7 buckaroos.

The new Brad Paisley CD+a midsummer excursion with my girls+vintage goodness=

My New Favorite Memory.

 Sunday night is Family Golf Night.

This year I get to take part.

And I get to experience the joy of watching Hollis play-and the joy of watching Jason's face while she plays.

I'm not sure what is better.

Jason had already been at the course for 12 hours when we arrived.

And it was HOT that day.

He was thrilled to have Hollis down there.

She would hit a shot and he would say,"Did you see that Abird? She just nailed it."

So proud of his budding golfer.

I love the way he loves his girls.

I might look the part of a serious golfer..but I sure do not have the game.

I'm always worried that the members are watching me and my lack of golf skills.

Have you seen the golf pro's wife swing a club??

Killin snakes is what she's doin'

HAHAHHAHA.

And that is about all for last week.

I'm a week behind on my posts.

It's summer, right?

Ohhh, and tonight is date night.

Maybe a little Maggianos

Maybe a little vino.

Maybe a stroll around the mall.

I'm smiling just thinking about it.

Monday Roadtrip

Last Tuesday was the first time since March that our family has had the ENTIRE day off to spend together.
When I realized this, it made me a little sad and a whole lot anxious-especially since Hollis starts school again in a month.
 This time it's the real thing.
No more rest times with a bed loaded down with books. No more PB&J's. No more picnics at our favorite park.
She is gone till 3:30 everyday.

Our family just functions so much better when we spend good quality uninterrupted time together.
Last Tuesday we loaded the car with towels and a cooler and drove North for 3 hours.

And of course this trip had to be centered around food.

Redamaks in New Buffalo, Michigan

This is one of Jason's happy places.

I think he loves the atmosphere most of all.

The best way to describe it is "summer camp meets route 66"

Knotty pine all around.

Long wrap around porch out front.

Slammin' screen door.

Vintage neon signs.

Lots of flipflops and sunscreen.

Plus, they make a pretty mean hamburger.

We got there around 2 and had to wait twenty minutes!!

It was PACKED.

He is not going to like that I put this picture on my blog.
But we DID drive 6 hours roundtrip to eat at this place.
So this picture is going on my blog.

Moving on...
New Buffalo is a sweet little lake town.
It has antique and art stores dotted all up and down the main Red Arrow Highway-tucked among the sweeping spruce pines.
If you blink you might miss something really fun to explore.

You also might miss it if you have a 6 year old complaining that her Barbie DVD is stuck for the 239th time,

your senile senior dog is barking nonstop at an invisible cat

and your 7 month old is screaming at the top of her lungs because she is being trampled by the senile dog barking at the invisible cat.

Just a hypothetical situation, of course.

Another warning for  you...

The fine people of New Buffalo love their pets.

They so not look too fondly on people who leave their animals in the cars for 10 minutes with the windows down in 75 degree weather.

They will come pluck you from your shopping experience and  deliver you a speech on car safety/pets as you hang your head in shame.

Jason made the mistake of promising Hollis a swim earlier in the week.
She did not let him forget his promise.
He was reminded several hundred times on our journey.
I sat in the car with the oldest member of our family and the youngest member of our family while they took their dip.

If Jason ever has any questions about what the buttons is his car do, he should ask Collins.

She pushed every single one.

We left New Buffalo a little sandy, a little sunburned, but very very happy.

Ah yes, this is the good life.

 

Busy Bees

Our first "official" week home on summer break...
Here is a a peek into our sunny, funny and very FULL days.

Monday we had a very mild morning here-so I threw the girls in the car, packed a picnic and headed down to the art museum.

One divine summer day+two healthy,happy girls= One content Mama

Beam her up Scotty.
Doesn't it look like the mother ship is back to take Hollis with them???
Hmmm-maybe that explains some things. ;)

We have enrolled Hollis in the Jr. Golf Camp at the club.
She goes twice a week.
Jason just takes her to work with him in the morning and then we all meet for lunch later in the day.
Hollis gets to knock around a few balls.
Mama gets to spend time with her good friend Starbucks (and to bypass the dollar/bribe isle at Target altogether.)
Everybody's a winner around here on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

We visit the library at least once a week.
I never cap the book limit for Hollis.
Or myself for that matter.
We have left the library with 42 books before.
We have book hoarding issues, I know.
But is there anything better than settling down with a good book on a hot summers day?
I'm thinking no.

Saturdays mean farmers markets galore.
So we packed up and headed to Danville in search of some sweet corn.
We were a week too early..but we did find some handcranked Amish ice cream.
Shhh..I would rather have ice cream anyway.

Danville has the sweetest restaurant called the Mayberry Cafe.

The inside is decorated to look like Aunt Bees house.

Lace, glass kick-knacks, flowery wallpaper.

Usually Barney Fife's squad car is parked out front.

They have Andy Griffith episodes playing all the time on the tvs.

That was a favorite part-enjoying a hot dog while watching Barney

"nip it in the bud"

We are not supposed to watch tv while we eat at our house-so this was a VERY big deal indeedy.

At the end of the meal, they gave Hollis a token and told her she could use it on either an ice cream sundae or a surprise at the front counter.

She looked at me and said,"I wanna come here for lunch EVERYDAY."

And last but not least- our 4th celebration last night at the club.

Fun yet exhausting.

Collins and I cut the evening short and left Daddy and Hollis to enjoy the fireworks.

I'm not a huge fireworks fan so that was more than ok with me...it gave me an excuse to curl up with the newest Southern Living magazine in the air conditioning!

So I may not be a fireworks fan..but I am a cotton candy fan.

There are some things in life a Mama just cannot share.

May your 4th weekend be full of cookouts,sparklers,pool parties
 fireworks and Lee Greenwood....
(Come'n you know it wouldn't be 4th of July without that dude.)

Back Home Again in Indiana

Hello all.
How are you?
We have been away for awhile.
It was a really good trip back home-visiting people we really really love.
And we got to dip our toes in the ocean too!

I have one daughter who is a waterbaby and one who is a "landlubber".
The landlubber and I hung out on the porch most of the vacay...she was happy and so was I.
I even got a book read-from cover to cover!!

This might be my favorite picture I took the whole trip.

My dad and Hollis take the ice cream business very seriously.

They went out for ice cream for seven nights straight-they were trying to break a record.

No kidding.

When we got back to Indiana, Jason looked at Hollis and asked her why she couldn't button her pants.

All I could do was say,

"She's been hangin' with Papa-what do you expect?"

Now it's back to reality.
Cleaning pottys, grocery shopping, avoiding telemarketers, running here-running there.
Boo hiss.
But it sure was good while it lasted.