Georgia on My Mind

My sister Cari and I have an annual tradition where we invade the other's house for a week or two and let all craziness break loose. It's AWESOME. This year Kade was 4, Michael was 3, Luke was 2, and Jax was 1. I think we commented half-a-dozen times about how bad we feel for mothers with 4 under 4. Whew! Thankfully her boys were well able to hold their own against Michael (who is going through quite the mean phase), and all the kids were wonderfully kind and gentle with Jax.

The kids laughed and played and hit and cried with activities like Jump City (a giant indoor play area with tons of "moon bounces" with different themes), their backyard pool (and hose), finding all sorts of wild life in their "wilderness" of a backyard (in the picture Kade is holding a jar with "Sarah" the frog they found), walks, and bike riding - all while enduring lots of hot, hot weather. They liked fighting over movies to watch, computer time, the hose, playing on the top bunk, and really anything once they got tired. And it was a blast!


As for Cari and I, we squeezed in scrabble games, pedicures, and card games once we realized that the kids were on vacation too and could watch as much TV as they wanted. I read almost the entire Twilight Series (a few days is all it takes) and Cari read "Rebekah," (I believe it's by Orson Scott Card) and we both talked into the night much later than we should have at nights. I loved it Cari! Thanks for letting us come.