The weather didn't really cooperate for water activities, but we relaxed and played outside and had fun anyway. The big kids flew kites and fished and entertained Mickey during the day. Karl caught a ridiculously large fish. Lil fileted it. I didn't gag or puke while documenting it on camera. We were all successful in our tasks.
My friend Shannon from Casey Family Services now lives in VT, across the lake, and she was able to spend an afternoon with us. She brought her two darling kiddos, Brennan and Kieran, and it was fun to see the kids all playing together while we caught up.
It was a great time with great friends, and we were so thankful for the chance to spend a few beautiful days there.
|Always with the rocks in the mouth...|
|Hanging out in the swing with Karlisse|
|Swinging with Uncle Karl|
|A storm rolling in|
|Kieran, McKenna, Brennan, and Karlisse|
|Karlisse loved helping feed McKenna|
|Me, Kieran, and Shannon|
|The lake after the storm|
|McKenna liked petting Karlisse's bunny, Snowflake|
|So proud to be sitting in her own chair|
|Great memories with great friends!|
|Lorinda and Karl|
McKenna has entered a new phase in which she hates riding in the backseat of the car alone. So unless she is sleeping, she is usually whining or fussing in some way back there. We were lucky to have Lil with us on the trip up, so that went pretty well. On the 2 1/2 hour trip back, though, it was just us. She slept for the first hour and was then awake the rest of the way. Her fussing escalated to crying, and I tried valiantly to entertain her from the front seat. She was clearly very annoyed and hurt and insulted that I wouldn't take her out of the car seat. We sang Old MacDonald a thousand times. Usually on our shorter journeys, this helps get us from point A to point B. But this was a longer and more insulting trip for her, apparently. Sometimes she responded with her "Ee-Oh" line and other times she ignored me and continued to wail. Sometimes she would tearfully respond with a pathetic "Ee-oh", as if she HAD to do it even though she didn't want to. That was adorable.
Eventually, Old MacDonald lost its charm, so I moved on to our other favorite wail-stopping song, Jesus Loves Me. It worked. For quite a while. I sang it for about 45 minutes. Every time I stopped, she wailed. So I just kept on singing. To make it more interesting (mostly for myself), I made up lots of new verses. "Jesus loves it when I ride, quietly without a cry, He thinks I am very strong, listening to mommy's song." Etc. There were verses about crying, and traveling, and playing with friends, and sleeping, and going for walks. There might have even been a verse about Jesus making mommy lots of wine to drink. If so, that would have been towards the end of the trip......
We made it, not without having to pull over on the Northway because she was tired of Jesus Loves Me and was infuriated with me for ignoring her pleas, and she cried so hard she made herself gag and then puke all over the place. Sigh. She is a strong-willed girl, that's for sure. Life is going to be a series of interesting rides, I believe.
Thankfully we have Jesus. And wine.