Shipping Them Off...for a Week!!!

Heading to camp!  Thank God Jeff has a van or we wouldn't all fit.  We all fit in my car as long as we don't take anything but with all this stuff we have to take, we need his much bigger van.  

The boys are all signed up to go to basketball camp for a week at Taylor University.  They will all three be sharing a room so this could be interesting.  This will be Jayke's first time away from home, other than staying with family.  He was signed up to go last year but we backed out at the last minute because he wasn't ready.  This year, with Seth and Zach going to be there made it much easier.  When I was getting him unpacked he said, "I've never been left somewhere with so much stuff!  I can't believe you are letting me be responsible for all of this!"  Neither, can I.

Jayke is bunking on top.  They lucked out with the weather this week, it is supposed to be nice and cool.  The dorms are not air conditioned so it can be really hot especially after playing basketball all day outside in the heat.  We brought 3 fans but I don't think they will need them much.

"Dorm Dorks"  That is what Zach wanted me to name this picture.

After we got them unpacked we decided to take off but not quick enough, Jayke got all teared up as he hugged me goodbye.  I'm sure it didn't last long but for a split second I thought he was going to change his mind about staying.  I got out of there as quickly as I could.  I'm sure they will have a lot of fun and not even miss us!

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Another Swim Day

On our way to swim at Dad's house again!  One stayed home and one is hiding and pouting in the back seat.  At least half of them are happy though!

Georgia and Hilton Head, SC

I asked Mike to send a few photos of Jayke on his trip to the beach with him.  They had a place near Hilton Head, South Carolina for a few days.  I don't have any details about this trip other than Jayke had a LOT of fun swimming in the ocean, jumping waves, and riding the boogie board. Oh, and they went to a lighthouse but the beach where they stayed wasn't any good, too many rocks.  I'm assuming this is it in the picture below. I'm glad he had fun because I was a nervous wreck about him being in the ocean!

He text me the morning they were going and I was bombarding him with warnings and instructions.  I don't even like Jayke to swim in a lake let alone the Atlantic freaking Ocean!!!  I was simultaneously texting his father giving him warnings and instructions as well.  (I'm sure he LOVED this, but I don't care)

Not sure where the picture below was taken...something historical I assume.  I don't think Jayke remembered when I asked him.

Opa met Mike outside of Atlanta to pick Jayke up and bring him home.  He was down visiting his mom and sister.  He has done this in the past to help Mike out and Jayke likes it too.  On the way back to Aunt Jennifer's house they stopped and climbed Stone Mountain...or I guess they rode the Gondola up and ran down.  Opa took a picture and sent it to me up Jayke at the top.

Below are some images of the mountain I stole from Google.

He had a great trip but was really glad to get back home to his cat, his xbox, his couch, his toilet, his fridge, his basketball goal, his Oma and, I suppose, even his mom.  He left the next night to stay with a friend.  (shaking my head)

 

Pacer's Camp!

We put all three boys in the Pacer's Basketball Camp at the YMCA.  Jayke really liked this camp, he thinks most camps are boring because they are usually below his skill level but this one challenged him and was a much better camp than most.  Oma took him and picked him up every day and she took this picture for me on the last day.  Next up, ten days with his dad in Georgia.  He doesn't want to go but I think once he gets there he will have fun, he usually does.

Laid Back Fourth

We had a very laid back fourth, laying around the pool at Kathy Pickering's house.  Jeff, the boys, and I all went over for the afternoon.  The kids were able to play basketball, swim, play corn hole, baseball, and there was lots to eat! I tried a new dip, Jalepeno Popper , which was a hit and also my pasta salad, a concoction of my own that everyone seems to love too. (My coworkers request the pasta salad on carry in days)   People are always shocked when I make something which is funny to me.  I'm actually a good cook, I just HATE it so I ACT like I can't cook.  I need to start doing it more often but then I wouldn't get to enjoy the shock and awe from my friends when I do!  LOL

After the party at KP's house we all met downtown to watch the fireworks and then went over to Angi's to play some cards.  Even though this wasn't our original idea for the fourth (Ang and I wanted to have a party at Bob's and he told us NO! GASP!!) it turned out to be pretty good.

Jayke and Zach played cornhole behind the Muncie Central Fieldhouse while we waited for it to get dark.  Friends, Tim and Nikki, introduced us to a prime spot for watching fireworks.  We will have to remember it for next year!

Why do They Hate Him So?

Got a weird text from Mom this afternoon that I wasn't able to decipher at first.  It said something about Jayke and a wasp but her texting skills leave a lot to be desired.  Much of the time it's like trying to figure out the Da Vinci code so I finally gave up and just called Jayke.  He was crying and told me he had been stung twice by a wasp.  I immediately went into my calming, "it's no big deal, it will only hurt for a short time, you've been stung before" speech (not sure if it is calming him or me...but I do it anyway).  I get him all settled down and Mom walks in the door.  Game over, or I should say, game on.  The crying and theatrics begin all over and are ramped up to "GRANDMA" level.  I hang up.  I can't deal with that mess especially while at work.

I decided to check the situation out about 45 minutes later and call Mom this time.  She answers sounding all exasperated (I would imagine she is the way she lets him carry on) and tells me that they have tried putting everything they could think of on the stings and NOW he is soaking in the bathtub.  (CRICKETS)  Um...why on earth does a bee sting on the THUMB require a full body soak in the bathtub???  She said it was to calm him.  I think sometimes she gets confused on if we are raising a boy or a weenie here.  I also think the bathtub idea was to get him away from her so that she could calm herself!  Again, I'm at work, I can't listen to this.  I hang up.

I leave from work wondering what kind of dramatics I'm going to be walking into when I get home.  Luckily, mom was gone.  That was the first good news (just because he tends to be more of a drama queen around her), the second good news was that he was NOT crying, however, as soon as he saw me that chin started to quiver.  I immediately told him he was fine and walked into the other room.  I refuse to baby him and allow him to go into his theatrics a second time.  Sure enough, about 15 minutes after I get home he is going back out to play basketball again.

A short time after Jayke is outside Mom sends me yet another of her creative texts to ask if he is okay.  Just as I write her back telling her he is fine, he runs in the door holding his forehead and crying.  ANOTHER wasp sting!!  What on earth is this child doing to these angry wasps?  Why do they hate him so? Mom didn't even believe me when I told her he'd been stung again.  I don't blame her.   Jeff was here and headed outside to check things out.  He had a thought that maybe they had a nest in his basketball goal and the ball bouncing off the backboard was ticking them off.  They fly out and see Jayke bouncing a ball, making noise,and torpedo his head!  

We didn't see anything but just to be on the safe side we go buy some spray and soak the inside of the pole by spraying it in the holes on the sides.  We didn't have anymore problems the rest of the evening.  I think the feisty little buggers were just laying low though because they got him again the next day.  This time, Oma, took no chances and put duct tape over every hole on that pole! 

Two days and four stings later...the court is open again.

Old, Grey, Smelly, Toothless, Arthritic, Half Blind, Half Deaf

But still loving life!  The Seniors are becoming more and more work for me but other than a few minor age-related deteriorations they are as good as ever! Every now and then they take off through the house or yard like they have forgotten how ancient they are.  They are terrible watch dogs now, in fact, they have no clue if someone comes in the house at all.  They sometimes forget they are supposed to go OUTSIDE to go to the bathroom (good thing I got rid of the carpet), and they smell like they died 3 months ago but they are just fine! (I'm the only one suffering)   I'm guessing if anyone saw them in person they would report me for starving them they are so skinny but they eat whenever they want.  Sucks getting old but I'm starting to wonder if they are going to live forever???  Happy 16th birthday this month, Doggies!!  I'd give you a special treat but I don't think you have enough teeth left to chew it!