
Something about watching all my men walking together as if setting off for an adventure that makes my knees go all soft & my heart go pitter-patter. I love these guys. Wrestling at all hours, purple nurples inside of quiet nursing & all the choas they bring, I love. I just love them.
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Yesterday my oldest wanted to help with the laundry. He wanted to wash a load of laundry. Yes, my son wanted to do work. Not just work but laundry. I should have seen this as an omen of impending doom. However, I was blindsided by the idea of clean towels.
Down to the basement, into the laundry room we went. He had the towels loaded into the washer & I showed him how to measure out the soap & start the load. We discussed how the washer works & that it would beep when the load was done.
About 20 minutes later, 20 minutes too soon for a large load of towels on the cycle it was set to fully be complete, I heard “Mom, it’s done! It’s weird I didn’t hear it beep.”
My response “What??” I was starting dinner, cleaning the kitchen & trying to vacuum up a sea of crumbs someone managed to track on the living room rug. Of course I was doing this ALL.AT.THE.SAME.TIME. Because I’m a Mom that’s what we DO! And the sound of my son saying “I didn’t hear it beep.” stopped me dead in my tracks. Chills ran down my spine. If he didn’t hear it beep & it had been only 20 minutes that meant…
I jolted to the stairs. Hoping that maybe I was wrong. Maybe I lost track of time. Maybe there was hope. No, sadly I did not lose track of time. All hope was lost. I mean really the lack of any beep cemented that there was no loss of time.
My son greeted me on the stairs. “It’s really weird Mom when I opened it water went everywhere. I mean it’s everywhere.”
And my heart sunk. Down the stairs I went. Dead woman walking. Knowing that a mess greeted me around the corner.
Yes, he was right. Water went EVERYWHERE! Turns out the load was NOT done as I already knew. Someone stopped it, someone else then decided it was a good idea to open the door HALF WAY through. Someone is lucky that I love them very much, very, very much.
I walked around the corner to see a small flood & to hear behind “Wow, that’s a big mess.” Really, Ya Think???
Remind me again that if a child of mine wants to help with laundry some disaster akin to the great flood of biblical proportions may greet me at the end of the journey.
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We spent the rest of our family vacation off Lake Michigan, in a small town a drive outside Traverse City. I love being there. The Lake Michigan is beautiful. I mean absolutely beautiful. I took this picture out my window while driving right before the sun began to set. Beautiful.

There is nothing like waking up to a breeze in the trees & a lake view. I’m having withdraws right now as I write this. Our dream is to save up, pay down & move. I know, I know. Everyone has THAT dream. Blah, blah, blah dream. Easy to dream when you are only visiting, right?

Although…Hubby has wanted to move into this area since he was a kid & has been trying to talk me into it FOREVER!!!! I’m no longer in school, he is done with school, the land would be nice, we could figure out a more communal work/live space. Ahh…dreams. When we got home we did sit down & work through a budget for a long-term plan. Of course like all talk it would need to have action, we’ll see if we stay motivated enough to make it a reality.

What was most fun about this whole trip was that we, long before kids, started off in this same place (literally our first vacation was to the same place), 13 YEARS AGO!! WE once stood on this very spot on this strip of beach back when we were still young, naive & thought “what if.” Now we have our children standing & exploring with us. They ALL had so much fun!! Especially seeing the water & the sand off Lake Michigan. Except D-man he liked looking at it but he wasn’t so sure about walking in the sand, given he just figured out walking a few months ago.

It was a really nice time. Skipping rocks, sitting by the bon fire roasting marshmallows & eating s’mores, and just being. Hubby has had a lot going on at work & so I think the rest did him good. He looked refreshed. I felt refreshed even if there were still some stressful moments. Because you know the usual “He’s looking at me” & all THAT drama does NOT go on vacation it comes with you. Still it was REALLY. NICE. I mean REALLY. NICE. And now I’m back to having withdraws again.
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