LarkExaltation

Yeah Okay, it’s nine weeks and three days early but I’m SO excited about this! A month or so ago a friend and I were talking about going to the beach. Samuel has been begging (as much as a four year old can remember to beg about something he’s never done before) to go but my only problem was trying to find a time when PD would be out of school and not working. I finally decided on labor day weekend, birthday weekend. He said it shouldn’t be any trouble for him to take off, and I don’t think the world will end if my kindergartner misses a Friday. I think he only missed two days of school last year, and only one of those was for being sick. I don’t imagine this year will be much different.

So I’m taking my sweet little family to Gulf Shores! Why am I so very excited you may ask? I’m the normal amount of excited for the trip itself, but yesterday after I booked the house (really a side of a duplex) the company who rents out the properties called me and said that the house would not be one of their properties come mid August and asked if I wanted to cancel or find another place. I wasn’t quite grasping the thought of not getting to stay there yet. “so… what does this mean to me? you’re saying i can’t stay there?” and he said that he wouldn’t want to risk it with the other company taking the property. Yesterday I took this as someone else renting it, but this morning I think he just wanted to keep the business. I asked him if they had anything comparable, that I was looking for something as close to the beach as possible. He showed another to me. A little more expensive per night, so he first thought to give me a free night to make up for the cost, but then after he realized it was only for the weekend he decided to give it to me for the same price as the other. I’m so excited, the whole house to ourselves! right across the street from the beach! I can hardly wait!

I’ve been using a lot of exclamation points lately! hehe!

and in my email this morning… Lands’ End beach towels on sale! hehe it’s like they can read my mind.

I think this is going to be something that we do every summer.

Sam had been pestering me for a few days to go to Little Rock, after some friends visited the previous weekend. We soon found out that he had an ulterior motive. There is a game on the shelf in our friend’s front hall that Sam did not get to play last time we were there in November, and had only played one other time a few weeks before. Needless to say, he got to play the game a couple of times while we were there.

It was a lovely long weekend. We drove up after school on Friday and headed home after a light dinner on Sunday. I kept forgetting that I did not actually forget my camera in my bag, and I had actually packed it in the diaper bag. So there aren’t a great many pictures. One of our little girl sacked out in our sacked out friends lap, and one of our trolls asleep on an air mattress on the floor.

We went shopping and to the park. Ate great food, had good company. I think it’s safe to say that a good time was had by all. But, I will remember to bring more toys for my kiddos to play with. Or at least one or two that I KNOW they play with regularly.

* family trip to the nachitoches christmas festival
* libs ate her weight in chicken fries
* i’m such a bad mom.
* the kids loved the parade
* sam especially loved the marching bands
* i even saw the band from my sisters’ high school alma matter
* the fire works were great
* but as with parade shots, i was always a thought behind and missing the best.
* it’s now a must for every possible year