I was really conflicted about whether we should go, so I prayed and asked God for a clear sign. I was talking to my friend Jackie on the phone and telling her all these little things that cropped up that had me nervous about leaving town, but mentioned that I was still having a hard time making up my mind. She got me laughing really hard, and we realized together how sometimes we ask God for ONE sign, and since He sends SEVEN AT ONCE we question if it is really Him talking. That helped me see clearly that staying home was the right choice.
So, this week is dedicated to my girls. We're going to girl it up. But first we had to get those boy toads on the road. I had a hard time saying goodbye to my campers, but they were so stinking excited to get to the mountains. The mountains, where they will truly spend the entire week stinking. :)
We bid them farewell, and I immediately came inside scouring for evidence of things they forgot. I could find no trace. From the looks of that trunk they couldn't have forgotten a single thing, and even if they had, there was no more room to pack it anyway!
The girls and I headed to a downtown square to browse through some antique shops, visit my favorite quilt store, and have lunch at an old fashioned soda fountain that served homemade sweet potato chips that were to die for.
One of the shops had the cutest little display out on the sidewalk. I am totally going to copy this idea next summer for Miss Em. They took an inexpensive bucket and filled it with play sand and a couple of shovels and rakes. Emma loved it, and since we don't have room in our yard for a big sandbox, I thought this was a perfect idea!
There was just enough breeze to make it a perfect summer day, and even though Emma grew a little impatient in the stores, we enjoyed taking her outside and watching her frolic and giggle and be girlie. Because, after all, this week's for the girls.