Choo-choo, Diesel, and I had a super fun family day yesterday. In celebration of Choo-choo doing better with his potty training, my husband and I took him to another train museum a few hours away from us.
It was all our kid had talked about for the past three days. He asked about going every night and again in the morning. He asked if we were there yet the entire drive despite many assurances we weren’t even close. Choo-choo just could not contain his excitement.
Once there, we Continue reading “Train rides and swirly slides”
Lighthouses have played a big role in my life with Diesel. He proposed to me on top of the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse in North Carolina. We were married just over a year later next to the Little Sable Point Lighthouse in Michigan. Choo-choo’s very first “vacation” was to a lighthouse in the winter, when I was only two months pregnant with him.
Diesel and I have visited nearly every single lighthouse or light station in Continue reading “A shining light in the storm”
Diesel and I were discussing our next vacation the other day. If we could fit another trip in or not. We came to the sad conclusion that we probably won’t be able to camp anymore this year.
Well, more sad for him than me. If you recall, we had quite a few miserable, disastrous vacations. Sure, we had some not quite so bad trips, too. I just feel like I am over this whole “camping with a toddler who doesn’t want to sleep at night” thing. Mama needs her sleep too much for that.
We used to camp in the autumn all the time, Diesel and I. We had favorite spots picked out and Continue reading “So long to a tradition”
The streak continues. I cried on my birthday.
Several times actually. I can’t really say much more, as that wouldn’t be fair to Diesel. Suffice it to say it was an ugly, rough day, one that makes me never want to celebrate my birthday again. Continue reading “Happy Birthday to me”
It has been a pretty brutal past two weeks, to say the least. Diesel, Choo-choo, and I were leaving on a camping vacation. Of course, nothing was ready. By “nothing,” I mean absolutely nothing. Diesel spent day after day trying to get one of his two trucks set for the trip. There was something majorly wrong with both, and neither wanted to cooperate.
Then there was the water leaking through the roof of both our old campers. Water in the ceilings, the walls, the floors. One seemed to have slightly less damage, so that’s the one Diesel had to fix. I am the one who packs the camper, but I couldn’t do my job until Diesel was done with his. So we were rushing around at the last minute, like always, desperately trying to accomplish it all in a very short amount of time. Continue reading “A trip to remember (or maybe not)”