The camping trip went well...Claire on the other hand didn't fare as well. She loved camping and the idea of the tent. She loved swimming in the "cold pool", which is the natural spring that stays 72 degrees year round. She loved hanging out and riding bikes with her cousins and helping them build a fire. The bugs on the other hand LOVED Claire. When I say loved I mean LOVED!! Despite using two cans of bug spray on Claire in two days, she came home looking like she got beat up in a Tyson fight. We seriously sprayed bug spray directly on her face, but it didn't help, she got bit so bad that we felt like horrible parents...she looked like she had two black eyes and had bites everywhere, even under where her clothes were.(I'll post pictures later of that). She was great during the day(typical 2 year old stuff), but the first night she fought us tooth and nail to go to bed. The second night she was soooo exhausted that she fell asleep easily, but had a night terror. Don't know if anyone has dealt with these, but the cure is to wake them up. She was basically asleep, but screaming. I'm sure all the campers around us loved us. So here I am in a tent, it's pitch black, with Claire screaming and writhing, my nephews are right next to us, it's steaming hot and I have a flashlight in Claire's face trying to wake her up, prying her eyes open to see if that would help. She started screaming for her mommy, who by the way was holding her. Imagine...it wasn't fun. Anyhow after that night and Claire waking up looking like we beat her, we decided to head out a day early. She loved the day, but we think she might not be ready to sleep in a tent....Anyhow, despite what it sounds like we did have a great time.
Claire and I have been kicked out of our house so Jon can paint the outside. We are headed to Orlando to hang with by bestie from high school. I'll post pics when I get back.
**For Claire**
It's been two years since you were placed in my arms. It was a day that was filled with so much anticipation and visions of love. But nothing compares to the reality of being your mother. I tried to imagine what it would be like. I tried to imagine what that love would feel like. But no one could adequately describe it. I can't even describe it. I am truly blessed. Everyday you amaze me and I love watching you become who you are. --love, Mommy
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