we just got back from camping at twin lakes in mammoth. what a fun time. i know this may seem odd, but i really love camping. sure it's a pain to pack/unpack/pack/unpack everything you need, the ground is hard, and you feel dirty all the time.. but i still LOVE it. i think i would have been a good mongolian nomad.
i think the kids had the most fun on this trip. megan especially loves her uncles. on the first day, jonathan commented that megan was a silent girl. i kind of raised my eyebrow at the comment but didn't say anything. by the end of the weekend, i'm sure he changed his opinion. she's quite the chatterbox. and it was almost humorous to see how much more chattered as the more comfortable she got. i'm sure jonathan probably even tried to tune her out at times. (i know i do often) :) it was funny to watch her creep her hand into her uncles hands,
silently lifting her butt up in front of them ~non-verbally letting them know she wanted to sit on their laps,
and watching her mouth move non-stop as she found people who would listen to her every word. she's not so silent, is she jonathan?
the kids were deputized as junior park rangers
and then followed each rule to the tee
after viewing these
we were dieing to catch a fish..
but we caught nothing.. had fun in the process though :)
overall, a fun weekend. hopefully next time, we'll catch some fish and maybe we'll convince some of their aunties to come too.
a couple weeks back we had big plans to take the metro all over LA and explore the town. with THREE cameras in tow, we had a full itinerary with lots of destinations and the possilibility of great adventures. well.. we didn't make it to most of our destinations and we didn't take that many pictures, but we definitely did have quite the adventure :)
4th of july is never an easy time for us. this year marks 5 years since we lost Sarah. we had originally planned on taking a trip up north but things didn't pan out and we stayed home. i think it made the weekend tougher because we had really wanted to go up. we did manage to get out and see some fireworks. you would think with time, things would get easier, but strange how sometimes its even harder.
i find it gets harder for me as megan's growing older. everyday i feel like she's more like sarah. the way she smiles, the way she cringes her nose, her goofy faces, her spunk, her kindness, her generosity, and even her sass and her temper. i wish megan could have met her auntie. they would have had such a blast together. they have such similar temperaments. i always joke about how i'm afraid to see megan as a teenager. i do not look forward to the attitude and the rebellion. in the back of my head, i always get sad 'cause i know that TeenageMegan would have found empathy and understanding in auntie sarah while fighting with MeanMommy. i guess i'll have to start learning now to be a little more understanding a little less mean :)