One of biggest things to happen this summer was Mom's first ever trip away from the kiddos. I wanted to see my Mutti (maternal grandmother) who was in Tennessee visiting from Germany. I had hoped that somehow we could all go, but after the three hour car trip to the beach, I was ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE that a two day road trip was a seriously bad idea. (Not to put all the blame on Austin, but that little pistol is just too young to be in the car with other humans for long periods of time.)
My sister Sara (see above) volunteered to babysit, and I flew up to visit and had a great time reconnecting, not just with Mutti, but with my aunt Marina and uncle Ken and the cousins. It was a very refreshing time and those two nights away did me a world of good. I think it was the first time I had just "chilled out" in four years. ("Chilling out" is not one of my strengths, and my present circumstances would make it difficult even if it were something I did well.
There was soooo much good food and fellowship, and especially food. Good thing I managed a run in beautiful Tennessee to burn off some of the delicious calories.
While I was there, we reminisced about some of the trips we had taken in the past, including one to Yugoslavia.
|When we were all much younger.|
Left to right: Angie, Marina's friend; Aimee; Marina; Mutti, Anna
And I guess it was cold.
(This, by the way, led to a general flurry of ethnically-inspired meals, much to the kids' delight. They're pretty adventurous eaters and full-time working Mom's meals tend to be pretty basic. "What's for dinner?" "Food. Let's eat.")
There were also a few injuries and illnesses...
...which were cured by stitches, medicine, and post-doctor Frosty consumption.
Austin also tangled a comb in my hair while I was playing a card game with the older kids. Letting him play with my hair SEEMED like a good way to keep him occupied. Never again. It took me 15 minutes to untangle it.
In July, we did the Texas Too Hot race at the Boerne Lake. Nathan won the 5K, but I decided to do the 15K which was, much like the "letting Austin near my hair with a comb" incident, a very stupid decision. It should have been called the Texas Too Hot, Humid, Hilly, and Horrible. It was crazy. The 15K course was sadistic and I'll never do it again, although now I at least have a great story about the race that I'll never do again.
Finally, we finished off the summer with OLYMPICS. And that led to many nights of this...
Hope your summer was wonderful and that everyone is starting off the school year strong!