In my Birthday Resolutions post a couple of weeks ago I wrote about wanting to go camping more often. After this weekend, I can proudly say that I have my first camping trip under my belt!
My husband, his sister, and his dad planned a camping trip for all of our families for this past weekend. We all met at the campground for a weekend of family fun. And let me tell you, we had fun! My girls had a blast run around the campsite playing with their cousins and grandparents.
Saturday morning was spent down at the beach – the adults lounging in the shade and the kids splashing in the water and digging in the sand. (Well, except me and the baby. We stayed back at the camper so she could take her morning nap. With all the peace and quite, I ended up taking a little siesta too!) By the time I finally made it down to the beach, it was almost time for everyone to head back for a little rest from the sun. I hate that I missed most of the fun in the sun, but my nap may have been worth it!
One of my favorite parts about camping came Saturday night – Burgers by Thomas! I may be a little bit biased, but I happen to think that my husband makes the best hamburgers. (Don’t tell him I said this, because I don’t want to give him any ideas, one of these days I think he’ll decide to open up a burger joint!) My husband usually does all the cooking when we go camping which I think is just fantastic. I always enjoy food more when it is prepared by someone else!
Sunday morning we explored the Nature Center which had some interesting hands on exhibits for the kids. Kora loved the fish and hermit crab tanks. There was a bird spotting scope that we used to look at pelicans and boats off in the distance. While some of the other adults were pouring themselves a cup of courtesy coffee in the sitting area, Kora and I ran across the parking lot to catch a Pokemon we hadn’t caught yet!
This was our first time to visit this particular campground, and I doubt it will be our last. I was very happy with the facilities and its proximity to the beach. They even have several events scheduled throughout the summer, so we made sure to grab their calendar of events for any future plans. We had a so much fun camping this weekend, I’m ready to plan our next trip! Comment below and let me know how you like to have fun while camping.
Have you ever made plans to do something that seemed like it would be fun and then start wondering why in the world you committed to doing said activity? Well, that recently happened to me.
A couple of weeks ago, my mom sent out a group text to the family asking who wanted to play in a dodgeball tournament. The local athletic booster club was hosting the tournament as a fundraiser, and my dad said he would pay the entrance fee if we wanted to get a team together. The tournament was scheduled for Easter weekend, so since my brothers and I were all coming into town for the holiday, it worked out that we could all play. The team would consist of me, my three brothers, my husband, and my nephew.
With the tournament weeks away, I was excited about playing. As the date approached, I grew more and more nervous. I hadn’t played a competitive sport in a looooooong time, and was worried about being out of shape.
On the morning of the tournament, I was really regretting my decision to play. Why did I think this was going to be a good idea? Since registering our team, I learned about some of the other teams – the fire department had a team, the sheriff’s department had a team, and the nursing home staff had a team. I wasn’t necessarily concerned with the nursing home staff, but I was worried about the fire department and the sheriff’s department. These are men and women who have physically demanding jobs. I was not looking forward to what was about to take place.
I really started sweating bullets once we arrived at the gym. I was looking around at the all the other teams and I was seeing lots of guys that looked pretty strong and athletic. I was hoping to see more girls playing, but as it turned out, there was only one other team with a girl on it. I watched the speed at which the guys warming up threw the ball, thinking about how much it would hurt if I couldn’t dodge it. Why did I do this to myself?
Our first game quickly approached, and my worst fear came true – I took a dodgeball to the face! I think the crowd gasped in unison, but I can’t be sure as my ears were ringing. In all fairness, I was already out when I got clobbered. I had tried to catch a ball, but unfortunately I dropped it. I took the ball to the face on my way off the court. If the other games were going to be like this one, I was in BIG trouble!
We ended up losing that game, but we didn’t go down without a fight. Everyone on my team was out, except for my husband. The other team only had one player as well, so it came down to sudden death. According to the rules of dodgeball, during sudden death, the centerline is dissolved, allowing the players to chase each other down. Thomas put up a good fight – he dodged, ducked, dipped, dived, and dodged – but finally he got hit with a ball. It was a great match!
We ended up playing seven games, and I can happily say that I didn’t get pegged in the face again! We won a few games, we lost a few games, but we had fun the whole time. Competing as a team with my brothers, husband, and nephew was a blast.
A game of dodgeball doesn’t last very long, but it is very exhausting. After seven games, we were wiped out! When the tournament ended, we headed to Dairy Queen to recuperate with buy one, get one free Blizzards! (The new Reese’s Extreme blizzard is awesome!) While playing, it’s hard to see everything else on the court, so it was great talking to each other about the different games we played while enjoying a yummy treat. During one of the games, my youngest brother managed to throw the ball cross court and hit my grandmother (and break her glasses!) who had come to watch us play. We gave him a hard time about that for sure!
We had so much fun playing that I think the 6 D’s of Dodgeball – Dodge, Duck, Dip, Dive, Dodge, and Dairy Queen – has become a new family tradition. Comment below with your favorite family tradition.
Today’s post is not about what I planned to write about today. I had a plan to write a totally awesome post, but parenting got in the way. I have a child with a fever today, who only wants her mommy.
My poor baby is trying to take a nap and just cried out, “Mommy!” So of course, I rush to her side to try and soothe her. I’m now lying with her in bed typing away as she tosses and turns.
So instead of spending any more time on my computer today, I’m going to snuggle and love on my baby. I’m going to lay with her as she has way too much screen time today – we’ll probably watch a lot of Octonauts and maybe even a little Pokemon.
Instead of writing what I planned on writing, I’m going to go be a mom. I’ll write that totally awesome post another time!
I have a love/hate relationship with the town in which I reside. You see, I live in a college town – the same college I graduated from many moons ago. While in college, I absolutely loved living here. But its different now. Now, I love it and hate. Totally depends on the day.
I haven’t done any research on the matter, but I feel that most towns that house universities are cities first and home to a university second. But not my town. Where I live, the city has grown up around the university. The town lives and breathes our university.
While I love my university and love football pregame tailgating, any inconveniences due to the football game can be frustrating when I’m not partaking in the festivities. This may include more traffic on the roads or longer wait times to get a table at a restaurant.
Driving around town is nice and peaceful during summer and Christmas break as all the students have gone home. During this time, the stores and restaurants are rarely crowded. But come school time, the population changes by 58,000 people. The roads are now packed with cars and everywhere you look there are college kids hanging around.
Probably one of the things I dislike most about living in a college town is that it seems like the population is getting younger and younger. I’m not sure when they started letting twelve year olds go to college, but they have. My town is full of them!
Despite any inconveniences that living in a college town causes me, there are other times that I truly love living here. The university provides many opportunities and resources that I would not have other places.
One such resource is the Infant Cognition Lab. The lab accepts babies from 3 months to 18 months old. I took my older daughter and now I’m taking my younger daughter. We visit the lab once a month and the students run a brief experiment on Lila. The students are researching the development of infants’ knowledge of objects. The students monitor Lila’s eye movement to see how long she looks at particular objects and if she looks back to where an object once was. For each visit, Lila earns $5 as compensation for our time and travel. I’m putting my girls to work early! Both girls get a little certificate afterwards – Lila for participating and Kora basically for playing with toys while Lila participated.
We also had the opportunity this weekend to visit the Veterinary School’s Open House event. The students host a day long event and invite the community to come check out their facility. Along with tours of the facility, they had a petting zoo, a cow milking demonstration, polo demonstrations, and Search and Rescue demonstrations. There were lots of reptiles available for the kids to see as well as some out to touch and hold. One of the coolest things about the Open House was the Teddy Bear Surgery. Several of the Vet School students did surgery on stuffed animals that the kids brought from home. Kora took her giraffe that needed a little more stuffing in the neck. Doctor Sarah cut open the neck, added some stuffing, and then sutured the neck closed. The kids were wearing surgical mask and gloves. It was the cutest thing ever.
Right now I am loving where I live and I am grateful for the opportunities that the university provides us. I’m sure that feeling will change come graduation weekend when the town is flooded with people, but right now, I love my college town!