Usually we opt to let the magic of Christmas unfold in our own living room, and we’ve dedicated a decade of Decembers to creating our very own holiday traditions. On Christmas day it’s usually just the four of us, hanging out in Christmas pajamas while approximately 2,815 miles away our families are gathered around tables, playing cards, sharing turkeys and hams and prime ribs, exchanging … Continue reading Husker Holidaze
I really, truly suck at goodbyes. My stomach starts churning anxiously a few days before any dreaded farewell, and I frequently find myself sneaking off to the bathroom to blot tears from my eyes.
Yesterday we had to say goodbye to the girls. It has been two great weeks, and their parents missed them desperately. We all knew they needed to go home, but that didn’t make it any easier.
Damn I love those girls!
I hate how spread out our families are, but must admit that when we do get together it is quality. We cram at least a year’s worth of memories into the week (or two!) that we carve out each year.
We made the absolute most of our Cousin Week bonus days. We explored small town swimming pools, celebrated the 4th of July together, played games galore, and visited the Omaha Children’s Museum.
Last week we kept crazy busy, rushing and running from one big event to the next. First was the water park and lemonade stand. Next came zoo day. The Henry Doorly Zoo in Omaha is unbelievable. In addition to all of the outdoor exhibits, it has an aquarium, jungle, desert dome, aviary, butterfly pavilion, kingdom of the night, IMAX theatre, and Skyfari, where you ride … Continue reading Less is More
My brother and I grew up on a gravel road, several miles from the nearest highway or town. But you bloom where you’re planted, right? So one day we decided to give the lemonade stand thing a go. We set up shop at the bottom of our driveway, and parked ourselves in the sweltering heat. The traffic on our old country road averaged one car … Continue reading The no-lemons-but-only-lemonade-day!
We have this game we play at dinner called “Best & Worst,” where everyone at the table shares the best and worst events of their day. Today, hardly anyone had a worst to share. Maggie’s worst was scraping her knee when she fell off her scooter, and my worst was forgetting to take towels to the pool. None of the other six people at the … Continue reading The Very-Good-No-Worst Day