Distraction…

So believe it or not, while all the previous posted events were unfolding in our lives, we were actually on vacation at Jason’s family cottage on the beautiful shores of Lake Huron.  And far from ruining our vacation, we could even see God’s hands in arranging to have us up there as opposed to being at home while everything happened.  A beautiful distraction in the midst of a storm.

And looking back, it was a wonderful time, a chance for Jason and I to grow closer together and to just enjoy the four beautiful healthy children God has already given us.   And knowing that we have a rocky road ahead, with the crazy balancing act of caring for kids that we already have, while dealing with a child with a heart problem, we enjoyed the opportunity to make some memories and pour out some extra attention on them now.

Here is Erik waterskiing… he’s crossing the wake now and we’re so proud…

We don’t get to ski that often, Lake Huron is barely ever calm enough, but when it is, watch out, you can bet Jason will put a boat in the water quicker than you can  say ‘motorboat’.

Jason really wanted to teach William to ski this year, and he got up!  He didn’t stay up though, that whole instinctive pulling his arms into his chest was his down-fall each time, but at least he got out of the water thanks to grandpa coaching him…

Sarah is still content to just go tubing…

And Soph loves her boat rides…

This is one of our favourite parks…

Sophia opted to get her face painted one morning in town, our little butterfly…

Oh Sarah, our resident rascal…

Good thing I got a picture of Erik’s card-house before it fell…

The kids enjoyed some quality time together playing cards under the awning…

Sarah made some lunch for herself, with everything neatly laid out… all she’s missing is the banana for her wrap!

My brother and his wife and two girls stopped by one morning for breakfast one morning on their way through…  sweet little blondies…

And who can resist a baby… not Sarah!

A dad and his kids…

And a mom and her girls…

Thank you Lord for such a wonderful time together, a shelter from the storm and for the 4 healthy children you have already blessed us with!

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Enchanted Berries and Gobelygook

Another summer vacation spent on the shores of Lake Huron, playing with the kids, biking, swimming, hanging out with friends, reading novels (I read 7 in 2 weeks!!!) or just soaking up the sun on the beach.   Every year’s vacation is different, this year Jason had only one week of holidays, but the kids and I went up a week early and that worked out OK because we had friends at the cottage next to us. I kinda hoped they would help me out a little, but they far exceeded my expectations when they watched my kids swim while Sophia was napping, chased my umbrella down the beach and even had us over for dinner.   I was very blessed.    As an extra bonus, their kids kept our kids occupied all week and they all got along and had a great time playing together. And that’s when Gobelygook juice was born…

Erik and his friend Abby mixed up some kind of juice (lemonaide, water & soda water) and ‘sold’ this drink to the other kids…  and they all actually drank it out of the little Dixie cups from the bathroom.   Soon all sorts of drink stations were popping up around the cottage…

And then not to be out-done, Erik had to bump it up a notch…

He was afraid of someone stealing his oh-so-secret recipe you see and then some other drink’s followed with names that went from bad to worse.    And did you know that orange juice ferments?  I didn’t, until just before we left I found a plastic juice container that was filled about 1/2 way up with orange juice and who knows what else.   It bubbled strangely when I grabbed it and when I opened it, the lid made a loud pop and it fizzed like crazy, and yes, it had definitely turned.    Next time I better keep a closer eye on the kids.

But the kids found lots of other ways to entertain themselves (so mommy could stick her nose in a book. )  One afternoon I gave them garbage bags and watched them dig ponds industriously for ages…. I feel so lucky to have gotten this shot of Sophia…

Of course with daddy (Go Big or Go Home Colley) the digging takes a whole new meaning.  This little project

progressed to this…

which ended up as this…

Our good friends from Michigan were up by then and I admired how 2 grown men could take such pleasure in trying to figure out how to line a big hole in the beach with plastic, keep it in place and fill it up with water. I was very very very proud.

We also do alot of biking at the cottage… there is a historic light-house just the right distance away for biking and while I have in the past made Sarah with her little legs and training wheels bike this, thanks to Grandpa we could pile the girls into a bike trailer this year and that was wonderful and much safer. And Sarah knows that you don’t eat the berries on the bushes on the sides of of the road because as she gravely informed me, they are enchanted.   I think that somehow Disney might have steered her wrong on this one,but if enchanted has the same effect on her as ‘poisonous’ would then I’m pretty sure she won’t eat those berries.

We were sad to leave,  but rested and relaxed with lots of good memories of friends and fun and walks on the beach and playing in the park and watching Erik water-ski.   Although it makes me want to be on permanent vacation in a shack on a lake somewhere, it’s good to be back at home.

Oh and stay tuned for pics of this little monkey’s before and after hair-do!

 

 

Crazy Cannucks

It’s been said that to go swimming in Lake Huron on the Victoria Day weekend is a one-in-a-million chance – at least this  is what our little 9-year-old neighbour girl told me this weekend at the cottage.     She didn’t bring her bathing suit because she obviously felt the odds were not in her favour, I didn’t bring my bathing suit because I knew the odds would not be in my favour, in fact I bet that most people in cottage country along Lake Huron did not bring their bathing suits. 

This is probably due to the fact that cold and rainy has been the only thing on the menu this month. 

But my boys, well they did bring their bathing suits this weekend with full intentions on beating those odds and they did.  They went swimming in water that couldn’t have been much more than 60 degrees.     That’s just my  educated guess from when I stuck my big toe in.  It really felt as though if it were a few degrees cooler the lake would probably be solid, as in ice.  My little crazy Canucks.   And I would have loved to shown you a picture, but their mother is equally as crazy and deleted all her pictures off her camera before I copied them to my computer because I thought they were duplicate.  They were not duplicate.

Erik and Will were just as crazy though when they went swimming in our pool tonight and I know that it was cold,  67 degrees… very very cold.  I felt the need to bundle up just watching them.

What’s the problem? It’s just cold water.

Taking it to another level and actually jumping into it for fun.

Well I guess there’s no point in being young if you can’t be crazy once in a while.  I love these crazy little Canucks of mine!