[Warning! This story includes children throwing up. The title may not have given that away. This story is not for the faint at heart or the weak in stomach. Dakota rates it PG.] A sure sign that your vacation may not go as planned is when you wake up the first night to your wife…
My Struggle We near the end of the vacation and I sit at the kitchen table looking out over the lake and wonder – what did I accomplish? As I look I realize I have not once gone out on the boat, alone, and just enjoyed the beauty of God’s creation and had a time…
Fishing is really not one of our family past times. It’s not that we’ve never fished, but we’ve most certainly never done it well. With the exceptions of a few trips to Canada, a few outings where someone else actually set the entire pole up for us – cast it out – and then told…
Mike and I took a few of the girls to the Marina to get a broken part for the tube, and we quickly realized that there seemed to be a part of boating culture of which we had been previously unaware. To get to the Marina we had to cross our lake, go through one…
What do barnacles, rotten wood, sand, and grandma’s glasses all have in common? They were at the bottom of the lake near the pier this afternoon. Papa and I took turns pulling the kids around the lake on the inter-tube and grandma lounged on her new blow up raft – yes, we have a lot of new…
Multiple murders occurred in Eagle River last evening – one of them a dear old grandma. Saga # 1: We made it safely to Eagle River. That was the only safe part! My wallet felt attacked when we chose to eat out at the Family Restaurant. Let’s pause for a minute to at least acknowledge…
Day 4 of our stay-cation took us to the Capital building in Madison. I know what you are thinking . . . what an exciting family . . . going to the Capital building for their vacation! Some people just don’t know how to have a good time like we do. A building full of…
Since our little trip to Chicago was for Molly’s birthday (coming up next week), we needed to get a “little” birthday cake. Since Cheesecake Factory was right across the street from “American Girl” we settled for just a small piece of cake . . . well a few small pieces of cake. A couple chocolate…
Crowdedship 