“What We Learned on my Summer Vacation” by Elizabeth.
(Can you tell I’ve been getting children ready to go to school-school???)
The best way to tell you all about our vacation would be if you could come over, move a heap of books off the sofa and sit down with Danny and let him show you HIS book about it. He just HAD to get a brand-new main-lesson-book within about ten minutes after we got home, and has been writing steadily ever since.
But since that’s geographically challenging for most of my friends, these few photos of mine will have to do.
Dixon drove us up and back… my parents and Jane and AJ took care of the kids and everything… so my job was basically to rest, eat well, take naps with George, knit, spin, and be thankful.
You know, my cancer was diagnosed exactly 2 years ago this week. And when it was diagnosed, my best-estimate optimistic life expectancy was 22 months. Therefore I was VERY busy being thankful that I could be in Michigan.
While I was busy being thankful, my children were busy learning things. Danny learned to hand-pollinate tomatoes. My dad takes his tomatoes very seriously.
Papa also taught Danny how to throw and catch a frisbee. (Remind me to email this photo to Karen, his physical therapist. I don’t think she’d believe me without the proof 🙂 )
Speaking of Papa, he learned that once you’ve had a good number of grandchildren, you figure out that it’s not worth it to try to teach them not to bang and pound when they sit on your lap to play the piano.
We all wanted George to learn about the zoo. For some reason, lots of zoo animal words are in his reading and signing vocabulary. Danny, of course was in charge of the map and keeping us all on task. It turned out, however, that George wasn’t impressed with all the animals… but he sure liked the train.
Nana claims that while she was at the zoo, she learned how to use my camera. Below is actually, believe it or not, a photo of ME on my own blog.
While we were at the zoo, Brian learned what it’s like to get up close and personal with the wildlife:
I’m not entirely sure who was learning what exactly at this moment… but it was either Emily or the giraffe:
Before we went on our trip, we had all learned that our dear friend, Father John, has Alzheimer’s. Father John has been a part of my life for a long time… I guess since I was Danny’s age, since he heard my First Confession… and married us, and baptized Emily at his church, St. Basil’s in South Haven, Michigan.
Father John came to Charlotte to baptize Sam, and next we chose him to be Brian’s godfather.
We saved our visit to his house until Dixon flew back to Michigan so that he and Father John could spent some valuable time together. Plus, I obviously couldn’t take care of two particular boys of mine at the beach without his help…
George got to learn about the water of Lake Michigan.
And George got to learn about the sand. I think George likes water better than sand.
So there you go. My Summer Vacation. Now we’re back to reality, back home with Sam, who has returned from North Dakota, and back to two weeks full of doctor’s appointments for me… starting tomorrow morning, so I’m going to see if I can make enough room among the heap of boys on my bed to go to sleep. Thanks for looking at my pictures!