A Mix of Happy and Sad

 

The three big boys did a full week, half-day drama camp. They all really loved it and were upset with me that I didn’t sign them up for the full-day camp-especially Patrick. They played chickens in the little play they put on and they each had to memorize one line. It was very cute. Their friend, Ellie, was in the camp, too, so we got some pictures with her and with the siblings.

 

Luke and I got away for a date night and this pretty lady was the third wheel. Luckily, she’s a very good baby! We went crazy and did Ruby Tuesday’s and then walked with Lucy around a park. It was nice to get away for a bit. On the way home, we were followed by a beautiful thunderstorm.

 

The boys started playing a game of Yahtzee the other day and I couldn’t help put capture it. They are SO lucky to have each other!

 

We joined the J family and some friends in Kearney for Shrek, The Musical. Dominic especially loved it and asked when he could be in a play like that (be still my heart…) It was a little on the crude side, but it was fun to get outside and see all the costumes and great music.

 

I took the kiddos to the Bertrand Parade last week. For a town of about 600, they had quite the parade. It lasted over an hour and we brought home a huge haul of candy. I have no idea what we will do with three gallon buckets of candy…actually, I’m pretty sure we’ll manage. All the kids seem to have their mom’s sweet tooth.

 

We did a big road trip for the fourth. Our DVD player was broken (or so we thought—we later discovered that someone had put pennies in both the cigarette lighters) so Dominic read out loud to the other kids.

 

And on to something much more serious…

Last Sunday, June 29th, my sweet Godson lost his battle with cancer. Alex was 11 years old. His mom and I were good friends in high school. This amazing child had a never-ending smile that could light up a room and handled all his medical interventions better than most adults could. It was heartbreaking seeing so many of his friends at the rosary and funeral, but we know that he is now free of tubes and rashes and sickness! I was honored to be a part of his life in a small way. Most years for Christmas, I bought him an ornament depicting the Nativity. His mom, Beth, gave one of those ornaments back to me after his death. I will cherish it forever. Pray for us, Alex!!