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Summer vacation in Colorado

Here's Christopher enjoying one of the kayaks at Grandma and Grandpa's lake.Cousin Courtney and Christopher are having fun in the sand pit at the neighbor's house.
Here's Lindsey relaxing on the Big Bertha tube on the lawn at her grandparents' lake house.
Two days ago, I dropped off my kids at the curb at the Austin Bergstrom airport. They told me they are experienced enough travelers and didn't need me to go inside with them. Which was fine because I just had oral surgery and was ready to go home and sleep.
They'll be in Colorado for two and a half weeks! Party at our house! (Just kidding--I'm going to really try to get some of my sewing projects done.)
I haven't made any progress. But I'm sure the kids are having a fabulous time!
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Lonna said…
That looks like one awesome sand pit, I must admit that I am kind of jealous. I will never show my kids that picture.

So two whole weeks to do some sewing projects huh, well I think that you should be busting out the movies for a movie night...with friends of course.
June 12, 2009 7:34 PM
Bobbi said…
Fun for the kids, fun for the grandparents, and fun for you! What a good plan. Enjoy and get lots done!
June 14, 2009 11:46 PM
It's Been a Day! said…
looks like they are finding a few things to keep them entertained!! enjoy the silence for a while.
June 20, 2009 7:10 AM
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