Not only is Wes done with school (except for the pesky math and reading his “strict” mother makes him do), but now he can do his favorite things. And while you might think that, since he is wearing the same clothes, these are taken the same day, you would wrong. He rarely changes out of these lounge jammies.
Kyla started doing her puzzles when school ended and didn’t stop until every puzzle in the house was completed and covering the dining room. Then I promptly ordered her a few 3D puzzles and a 2,000 piece puzzle.
It’s going to be her perfect summer.
Denise’s High and Lofty Goals:
Kyla’s Thoughtful Goals as written in the third person (edited for b/d reversals):
This summer, Kyla wants to ride her bike, feel the wind through her hair, and her muscles continually pulling. A summer trip to Cannon Beach. To clamber on rocks and splash in the waves. Get a donut sometime.
Kyla plans on seeing her friends. Maybe for a move or walk. Go adventuring, swimming, exploring. When all is done have sun-kissed skin to show the fun.
On a more academic note, Kyla wants to make sausages and practice Spanish. Listen to lots of books, and I mean lots.
How Wesley Will Spend His Summer
[Mother’s Note: All but the sleepover were pretty much accomplished by Day 4 of Summer Break. Well played, Son.]
Piper’s First Summer Tantrum:
NO SCHOOL WORK!I’m about to embark on a new blogging platform
that gives me more control of the basics–
font size being primary.
This platform is driving me mad.
Let’s see if we come out of this on the other side intact, shall we?
(These are the 5 font sizes I get: smallest, small, normal, large, largest.) I need “normal” to be more, well, normal.
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I don’t know what these two discussed, but I’m guessing Brian ended up compromising to this cutie.
This is the first time the kids (and Dwayne, it turns out!) got to travel in the Unnamed Beast. It is exactly what they love about motorhomes, sitting in a moving living room. Being a newb, I let them go into the convenience store themselves when we stopped for gas, and I let them bring their tablets. So they basically ate candy (I found out how much later when we arrived at our destination) and played video games in their moving living room.
We liked the location of our Leavenworth park–it was less than a mile from town, and Dwayne and I discovered some new neighborhoods to walk around before we fortuitously stumbled across the Icicle Irrigation Creek trail.
We spent the rest of the weekend camping and adventuring–and working on the broken motorhome, exactly as we’d be cautioned by….everyone.
Downtown Leavenworth was even more enjoyable than usual, with slightly fewer crowds and the main streets blocked off to cars. Restaurants were doing take out, and the Gingerbread Factory was still selling cookies, so we survived.
I always think I love downtown Leavenworth best, but really, I try to spend most of my time on the trails along the river. We walked in both Saturday and Sunday, returning to a “secret” place with a rope swing over the water.
I read that Starbursts are THE new s’mores. My review? There really is no need to look beyond the regular s’mores…particularly with dark chocolate or Thin Mints.
And the RV repair? Either we brought it home this way, or the connection was so tenuous that regular road bumps shook it loose, but when we showered Friday night, the drainpipe was not connected to the shower drain. Fortunately (?), we were unlevel enough that the water ran out toward the front door, so we quickly discovered we had a major water leak somewhere. Dwayne wormed his hand back through the spaces, and discovered the gap:
We were unable to reattach it ourselves, but we have an appointment to have it fixed (under warranty) before our next outing. I was able to easily reattach the pantry door that fell off, and minimalize the water damage, so we’ll get the hang of it eventually.
Overall: I love it. Even the first trip, when I had just hours to go from bare shelves to outfitting it with everything we might ever need (from tools and power converters to TP and dish soap) while still packing all the usual camping gear…well, it may have been a bit too much to do single-handedly. But the kids loved it, I slept well, we ate well, and mostly, it was an easy camping experience.
In a fit of madness and enthusiasm, we bought an RV! Dwayne, kindly, graciously, capitulated to my desire to have a motorhome. And today, we picked her up and brought her home. Her name was only “Baby” until we got her into the driveway. Now she’s missing a first name, but I’m pretty sure her middle initial is “T” for “Trouble”.
Wes needs academic breaks that are full-body, and ideally, ripe with opportunity to damage himself or property. So he took what was meant to be a target practice dummy and decided to replace throwing balls with throwing his body. After 10 years, it takes a lot more than this to impress Mama. Jumping jacks on his hoverboard almost did it.
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