Tacey just finished her first year in Middle School. This is their logo/mascot. Yes, those are baby potatoes dancig. Shane and I think they look like dancing terds.
Well, Tacey spent 3 days at 6th grade science camp this week. They went to a 4-H camp in Alpine, WY. The first day was excessively warm and many of them got sunburned. The second day they woke up to snow and it rained from then on. Thankfully, Tacey has inherited the sneaky gene. There is a traditional, completely planned, absolutely impromptu water fight the last night of camp; boys against girls. Tacey wore her rain poncho and switched teams mid fight. Now, the boys knew this, they didn't get her wet. However, the girls didn't know this, so they didn't get her wet. Considering it was 10:00 at night and 38 degrees, I think the sneakyness was a good thing. When she unloads her camera we'll see if we can post a picture or two. She also announced she had an end-of-the-school-year party at her friends house that night. They roasted marshmellows and hot dogs and drank root beer. Then they played night games. Ah, the joys of picking up your children at midnight. She has another party tonight; the life of a socialite.
Dallin and McCade will now be at the same school; which is one less place to combat drive for a dropoff next year. Hooray! Dallin was sad. His class made yearbooks for each other and the other students wrote him wonderful messages that made him realize he had many more friends than he thought. They also wrote about themselves. This is what Dallin wrote;
"I like Algebra and Math. I like Math and all the books I read. My favorite book is Summer of the Monkeys. I am terrible at spelling, but I am a good kid."
Things like this make a mother cry.
McCade was peppy as usual. He's just glad he has no more homework.
THEN, we got the perennial parental privledge of freezing while we watched 2 hours of baseball in 45 degree weather. Dallin hit the ball the first time up to bat and was brought in by his friend's double. Can I say there are few things more fun in this world than the look on Dallin's face when he runs into home? The next time he got up, he struck out. And the last time he got up he was walked on to base, and was brought in by his friend's home run. (He friend had a very good night.)
Please remember all the wonderful people who have fought and are fighting in many different ways for the freedoms we enjoy this weekend.
Happy Memorial Weekend!
Danielle
