we're back...
No huge fireworks.
No "God Bless the USA".
No timeshare.
No way Kevin is ever going back.
You either love or hate Branson, MO, and we had both sides represented. We did however, have a great time, depending on what mood you catch Kevin in when you ask him. The kids loved it all...Dixie Stampede [where my favorite face of the whole evening was John's when they asked David, who was seated next to him, to be an audience volunteer...dreams are made of moments like that for this one who aspires to having his own theatre on the strip with the strains of the singing Mitchell's wafting through the hillbilly air...] They also managed to enjoy go karts, water slide, swimming and miniature golf.
Kevin and I were inches from purchasing a timeshare. If not for the big ticket events we have approaching in the year to come, we may have done so. Just to have a reason to go somewhere besides the backyard...not that our backyard isn't where we like to be, just a change of pace. It was really nice to spend some time together on vacation with the Feys and equally enjoyable to hear the kids take turns telling dad about the trip when we got home. Lots of road time, but a great time had by all.
There were tons of funny lines coming from the seat behind me but they fail me now. John just makes me laugh. Can't explain it. Don't even want to try, but the boy is funny. He did say one of the sweetest things to me on our way back. I can't remember what took us there, but he said "Of all the guys in the world, I'll take care of her the best." That's a hefty promise to make about my little girl, but I found it as sincere and sweet as they come.
We hit the ground running, including the celebration of Chandler's 9th birthday. We spent it at the park watching Harrison's ball game, eating chicken, cake and fielding some balls. Even dad hit. And I don't think Harrison was on his feet more than a minute at a time. He was dirt from head to toe. Kevin and I took Chandler shopping for his presents, which yielded him a nice selection of well thought out decisions. [He told me, "You shop with me, you hang with me" and he means it...quite a little thinker...] Came home, christened his new remote controlled boat and submarine in the pool and hit the sheets around 1:00 this morning. He's still out, but we'll need to get rolling here soon.
I sure does love my family. And Chandler. Well. If you have any little girls around 9, you'll want to give him a look. He's smart, adorable, sensitive, funny, helpful around the house, loves handiwork, loves sports, loves shopping, loves snuggling...He's your guy. But you'll need to fill out pages of qualifications to meet his momma's approval before she's ever letting this one go. He's a real dandy.
Have a wonderful Thursday. I need to scoot.
No "God Bless the USA".
No timeshare.
No way Kevin is ever going back.
You either love or hate Branson, MO, and we had both sides represented. We did however, have a great time, depending on what mood you catch Kevin in when you ask him. The kids loved it all...Dixie Stampede [where my favorite face of the whole evening was John's when they asked David, who was seated next to him, to be an audience volunteer...dreams are made of moments like that for this one who aspires to having his own theatre on the strip with the strains of the singing Mitchell's wafting through the hillbilly air...] They also managed to enjoy go karts, water slide, swimming and miniature golf.
Kevin and I were inches from purchasing a timeshare. If not for the big ticket events we have approaching in the year to come, we may have done so. Just to have a reason to go somewhere besides the backyard...not that our backyard isn't where we like to be, just a change of pace. It was really nice to spend some time together on vacation with the Feys and equally enjoyable to hear the kids take turns telling dad about the trip when we got home. Lots of road time, but a great time had by all.
There were tons of funny lines coming from the seat behind me but they fail me now. John just makes me laugh. Can't explain it. Don't even want to try, but the boy is funny. He did say one of the sweetest things to me on our way back. I can't remember what took us there, but he said "Of all the guys in the world, I'll take care of her the best." That's a hefty promise to make about my little girl, but I found it as sincere and sweet as they come.
We hit the ground running, including the celebration of Chandler's 9th birthday. We spent it at the park watching Harrison's ball game, eating chicken, cake and fielding some balls. Even dad hit. And I don't think Harrison was on his feet more than a minute at a time. He was dirt from head to toe. Kevin and I took Chandler shopping for his presents, which yielded him a nice selection of well thought out decisions. [He told me, "You shop with me, you hang with me" and he means it...quite a little thinker...] Came home, christened his new remote controlled boat and submarine in the pool and hit the sheets around 1:00 this morning. He's still out, but we'll need to get rolling here soon.
I sure does love my family. And Chandler. Well. If you have any little girls around 9, you'll want to give him a look. He's smart, adorable, sensitive, funny, helpful around the house, loves handiwork, loves sports, loves shopping, loves snuggling...He's your guy. But you'll need to fill out pages of qualifications to meet his momma's approval before she's ever letting this one go. He's a real dandy.
Have a wonderful Thursday. I need to scoot.
posted by ret at 7:51 AM
1 Comments:
1.Amber
2.Corbin
3.Becca
Lol. There are probably more on that list but those are the ones that readily come to mind. If you start now, you'll have that application complete by the time he starts looking!
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