Camp Grandparents

Last week Katelyn and Lindsay were at "Camp Grandparents". It was very reasonably priced and was one of the very few camps that you didn't need to register and send in a security deposit in early February. The girls had lots of fun spending time with Grandma and Grandpa. They went to the park everyday, practiced golfing at the driving range, managed a take trip to McDonalds playland, and LOVED going to the "beach" (really the state park nearby, but we won't focus on small details). Well, Lindsay actually refers to the pool in our neighborhood as the beach too, so I guess she got TWO beach trips in one week.

They also managed to plant flowers out front, clean out my car (apparently there were enough crumbs to feed a small nation), weed out the stone walkway in the backyard and trim a number of tree limbs. I know the kids and the grandparents enjoyed spending time together, but I think we lucked out. Katelyn certainly enjoyed Gardening camp and Camp Invention, but neither of those camps had counselors who helped out so much around the house! Thanks, Mom and Dad!

My brother Tom came into town to enjoy a relaxing weekend at the lake. We did some fishing, lots of swimming and even took the girls canoeing in Tom's canoe.



Growing up, my brothers and I spent lots of time in the summer at our own family cottage on a lake. Those memories played a huge part in our decision to invest in our own lakehouse. I loved the idea of Katelyn and Lindsay having as much fun as I did enjoying the relaxing lake atmosphere, playing outside - more with rocks and sticks than with the toys that invade our everyday lives. I watch in wonder as they creatively invent their own games - crushing rocks, building waterfalls, catching bugs. But this weekend, my memories of childhood collided with present reality. Tom taught Katelyn a game we used to play as kids - Rainbow Rapids. Here are a few shots of Tom and Kate trying to balance standing on inflatable tubes seeing who can stay up longer while rocking the tube from side to side. Quite a sight!



While the visit was wonderful, it was cut short as my Mom flew home early after hearing my grandfather suffered another stroke. He's made significant recovery since this weekend, but still is in need of lots of prayers. Please keep him in yours!