We just got back from a trip to Santa Claus Indiana with Bruce's family. Like a dork, I didn't take a single picture. We had a great time playing all day at Holiday World for two days straight. (Completely exhausting, but fun!) As we always do on our vacations, Bruce's dad and I got up early and ran together. He somehow managed to find every single huge hill in Santa Claus Indiana and turn it into a torturous -in a good way- 6.5 - 7 mile run. I like running with Terry. You couldn't ask for a better FIL!
We ended up the trip by side tracking to Kentucky to drop in on our friend Dana rather unexpectedly. That was great!
Today it was back to school. That's always a time of mixed feelings for me. I always feel a bit sad because it's a marker that my kids are growing up on me, and because I never seem to have made the summer what I wanted to. However, getting back into a routine always feels so good! It's nice to have a break from it, but I always feel like the biggest slacker, loser by the end of summer! Now I have to get up, make breakfast; the kids do their chores before school; we do our scripture reading at breakfast together; I do my housework, practice my piano, make dinner... etc. I just love the feeling of structure. Is that weird?
Tonight when I was trying to get the kids to settle down for some scripture/prayers/story time, Justice and Clayton were taking turns jumping on Mark and Ross. I had told them to knock it off about a million times. Justice just wouldn't stop though. "Justice, settle down!" I said.
He just gave me this look like "What? I'm not doing anything wrong." Totally innocent while he was still in the act of jumping up and down on Mark's back. You'd have had to be there I guess, but it was totally cracking me up.
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