Tuesday, May 28, 2013

WW- Wordless Weekend

Someone got her first fishing rod and spent endless hours perfecting her cast.
The more seasoned fishermen enjoyed a bit of fishing as well.
The kids actually got to witness a plane landing on and taking off of the lake right in front of them.  To say they were thrilled would be a gigantic understatement.
There was the first ice cream of the season.  With sprinkles, too!
And of course time spent remembering the real reason for the extended weekend.
Flowers were planted.  Finishing touches were put on the yard. My new garden was put together and vegetables and herbs planted.

We fought through the nasty little black flies up north, too many ticks, rain, cooler than normal temperatures, and crankiness, and we managed to have a pretty productive weekend.

Only 11 more days left of school.  We're all just a little bit excited.

(Fine.  Not so wordless.  More like Wordy.  Oops.)

16 comments:

Charmaine said...

Hey :) sounds good to me :) hope u are feeling better !

Peruby said...

Was her arm sore the next day from so much casting?

I've NEVER seen an airplane land on the water. That would be cool!

I see Dad finished his ice cream really fast so he can help the little ones with the "drips" ! LOL!

We're on to you, Dad!

Bijoux said...

Wonderful! Glad to see the kids clapping for the veterans. It looks like yo had an All-American weekend.

Mom24 said...

Good for you! That's what it's all about, making the best of things, isn't it? Hope you have many more wonderful weekends at the lake, hopefully with less ticks and warmer temps.

Kat said...

Bijoux- Yes! Hats off, stand up, hand over your heart as the flag passes, and then clap for the veterans. As I'm looking at the photo now it kind of makes me angry to look at the people across the street sitting. Everyone on our side was doing the right thing and standing up.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Such a happy and busy little family you're raising! They have got the best memories--a gift from you!

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Such a happy and busy little family you're raising! They have got the best memories--a gift from you!

lime said...

sahweet. love the little girl fisher. too cute.

Dawn said...

I love the fishing pictures, they are so cute. :) I'm glad you had a good weekend!

Allison said...

Sounds like a fun weekend!

Krystyn @ Really, Are You Serious? said...

Looks like the perfect weekend to wrap up the school year, and almost get started on summer.

Fishing, ice cream and gardening. Yep. Perfect!

nbrsspot.blogspot.com said...

looks like a wonderful weekend. i worked all weekend so we couldnt do much. we went to Celebrate Depere on sunday and then watched the fireworks and came home. i had to get up on Monday morning and go feed my old people as I call them. take care of them kiddos. they are growing so fast. i remember you just telling us that you were preggos with grace and now she is such a big girl.

Cyndy Newsome said...

So um, when are you going to adopt me?
Y'all know how to enjoy a holiday weekend, for sure!
Did you keep any fish?

Elaine Alguire said...

I ADORE the photo of them at the parade, so sweet.

And I have to say your oldest looks like he is changing so much these days! Where did our little boys go?? WAAAHHH!!

Kat said...

Elaine- I know! I just gave the boys haircuts and now Joey looks all grown up. :(

Karen Deborah said...

love it, everyone is so grown! Glad your letting Grace's hair grow long again. When I was little I liked casting more than fishing. I hated seeing fishes with hooks in their mouths and gasping. But I loved my fishin pole.

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Be grateful for each new day.
A new day that you have never lived before.
Twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably.
We can squander, neglect, or use them.
Life will be richer or poorer by the way we use today.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could;
some blunders and absurdities crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day.
You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be
encumbered with your old nonsense.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson