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Summer - In a Nutshell

Now that we've officially passed into Fall, I can say with certainty that this summer KICKED OUR BUTTS. We had a jam-packed summer planned -- typical Baseball season for Colton, first time playing Softball for Emmalyn, withholding Keaton from t-ball to make our lives just a little easier for one more year, Colton's 1st year of 4-H and a trip to Dauphin Island. It was going to be a GREAT summer. I even worked with my boss to accommodate Friday's off so i could be home with the kids more. We were going to try out having a "nanny" at the house all summer so the kids could do VBS and Camp T and sports camps and swimming and just allow our kids to actually BE KIDS this summer. It was going to be amazing.

Ain't it funny how life changes
You wake up, ain't nothing the same and life changes
You can't stop it, just hop on the train and
You never know what's gonna happen
You make your plans and you hear god laughing
Life changes, and I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no

Oh yes, Thomas Rhett....how true you are. Life changes. My favorite line from this song, " bigger wrench got thrown in the plans we thought we'd had" -- how true that is. Let's see, the kids got out of school of May 26th. We did enjoy Memorial Day weekend, Summer Enrichment and basketball camp. We celebrated Em's birthday up big with girlfriends and fun on June 1st into the 2nd and cheered for Colton's baseball team the entire rest of the weekend. We capped the weekend off with a Cubs game on the Rooftops of Wrigleyville and started into more baseball/softball and Gymnastics tumbling for Em. Then June 8th game, and Em broke her arm, and on the 9th she had surgery and later that day they admitted my Grandma back into the hospital with lungs that just wouldn't stop filling with fluid. On June 14th, my Grandma Hancock passed away. The same day we had follow appointments with Em's surgeon at Riley and a doc appointment of my own for my new CPAP Machine (it's as horrible as it sounds...). Funeral for Grandma, program for work the next week, right into 4th of July, right into All-Stars baseball, right into fair prep, right into Fair, right into vacation, right into back to school. Toss in several follow up visits at the doctor, Keaton's first dental appointment, and typical kids/life chaos, and I'm fairly certain I only enjoyed ONE of those Friday's off for myself. So basically, now we can exhale a bit (merely because the kids are back in school) but that's almost laughable because we traded in carefree summer days for homework, football and cheer, and life's still pretty chaotic on the daily. But in the end -- I wouldn't trade it. This is our story. This is our life. These kids are our world and while they turn my hair gray and we chase them here, there, and yonder....the joy and pride we have watching them do something they love, learn about something they are interested in or make new friends and try something new -- there is nothing that beat that. There was plenty of joy this summer. Plenty of fun times. I've included some hodge podge pictures below to outline the good times...and remind us of the trying times.

Our life definitely changed this summer, but I wouldn't trade it for the world, the world, oh no....





























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