Trying to type the title I just hit a wall. Today isn't Thursday? What? Isn't it the 14th? This no schedule thing has really messed me up.
Messed up is an island unto itself.
So, back to Friday.
Dave and Grandpa left early for some golfing adventure and Grandma hit the Sandpoint office for some work time. That left the kids and I to find our own fun.
We decided to visit a nearby bakery, because, I heard in a magazine that cookies and fritters were good for the skin. We pulled up our sleeves and ordered hard, our experience in this area proved invaluable.
The gals at the counter kept calling me 'sweetheart,' and 'doll,' which, I assume they call everyone, but today, it was special just to me. As I paid our slightly large bill, they took my money and one of them said, 'take care of yourself little mama.' For reasons swimming in my heart, those words gave me the boost that I was needing.
In the afternoon the kids swam with Grandma while I fiddled around the condo waiting for Trents nap to end. Free time like that can't be bought on the black market. I threw some of it at a book I am reading, the Giant Joshua, some at the computer, and a bit at the (entire) box of coconut popsicles in the freezer. Ahhhh, vacation!
Our last big activity was boating. Alex gained some much needed confidence on the tube and Abby finally quit clinging her life-jacketed body to us in the water and let herself drift alone. Trent didn't scream for dear life when in the water, and Sammy continued to fancy up her boat jumping skills.
So, so proud is their 'little mama.'
