a late memorial recap

Yes, I realize this post is a little outdated, seeing as it happened well over a week ago, but I couldn't let our Memorial weekend go undocumented.  Especially since it involved some very special people...

Chad's parents came to visit for a few days, which was lovely!

The kids got all decked out in their red, white and blue for Memorial Sunday.

And then again for Memorial Monday.

Nana and Papa took the kids to the playground at Addie's school so she could show off her new stunts while Chad and I stayed back and painted the house.

Tate was so worn out, he actually chose to cuddle up with me without being forced into it!  That almost never happens.  (Please try to ignore my nastiness... remember, I'd been out in the hot sun painting all day!)

Later that day, when the trees were successfully shading our yard, the girls planted their garden.

And we found lots and lots of worms, which the girls actually liked even more than Tate!

We busted out the ladder ball (or blongo ball... whatever you wanna call it), and found that little Adeline is a pretty talented player, although Papa was a pretty tough one to beat too!

Then we made our dinner over the campfire.  The girls loved eating hotdogs that they had roasted all by themselves!

And, of course, you can't have a campfire without s'mores!

Ooey, gooey, sticky goodness.

And the girls got to camp out inside their hippo tent that night, which they thought was a real treat!

And that was our Memorial Weekend!

Now I'm missing these little sweeties like crazy...

They're staying at my parents' house this week, which they have never done for longer than one night without mommy or daddy, so this is a real treat for them and Nana and Baba! And it's the perfect week for it as I'm busy getting ready for our VBS next week.  I'm the craft lady this year, which was a job I took on before realizing all the work involved!  But it's coming along and hopefully next week will be smooth sailing.

But Daddy and I aren't the only ones missing those girls...

Tate's missing his wrestling partners and asks every day, "Addie go?  Millie go?" (translation: Where's Addie and Millie?)  He would've gotten to go too, except my mom has to work this week and the girls can go along and read books and color, but Tate wouldn't have done so great at that.

Looking forward to reuniting with them again in a few days! :)