I feel like my blog starts to slack a little every single summer.
And by "a little" I clearly mean A LOT since I'm averaging a new blog post about once per week.
Somehow, every summer our days and nights become jam packed with "stuff" I'm not even sure what, why or how, but it just happens. It seems like being busy would mean fun and interesting stuff to blog about, but alas it does not.
So for memory's sake I will write about what the Tree's have been up to.
This past week Luke was at church camp playing in the worship band and left Eli and I here all alone. I definitely would have gone with him but I had to work at the beginning of the week so Eli and I stayed home alone and lived in fear of seeing a snake at every turn.
Actually Monday we went and spent the night with our friends. Hubby/Daddy being out of town is the perfect opportunity for a sleepover!
We went to Sarah's house for a sleepover and we watched the series finale of One Tree Hill and did not hesistate to express our dissatisfaction with the show. Although it does not take away my love for the show. I might be a tad too obsessed with it.
Wednesday Luke came home for a church function and then Eli and I loaded up with him in the car and headed back to camp.
Well actually we didn't stay at camp. We stayed at Luke's parents home, even though they were out of town.
We tried to get Eli to swim in the pool but all he wanted to do was sweep the pool deck.
I don't really like to swim either so maybe he got it from me.
That night Eli and I drove out to the camp site to hang out for awhile. I thought he would enjoy watching his dad like he normally does, but instead he wanted to join his dad which was not an option.
Which then caused him to FREAK OUT and scream for his DADADADA while I ran him outside like some crazed lunatic trying to abduct him.
The next day we just hung out and had some family time.
Sunday morning I had to work in the 4 and 5 year olds classroom and sometimes Eli has trouble going in his room, so for the first part of class I brought him with me. He sat at the table like a big boy and colored his picture of Elisha. I can't believe how big he looks!
Poor bubba boy.
I never knew after 9 months of weight gain, heartburn,and cramps all leading up to the most pain I had ever experienced in my life that my sweet miracle would prefer the man who went through NONE OF THAT over me.
It's a good thing I'm not bitter.
Eventually Luke learned to play volleyball while holding a 24 pound 16 month old, because LORD FORBID he hang with mama.
And that brings us to present time. Our family back under one roof and what seems to be a seemingly "normal" week around here.