So...two weeks ago I decided that the kids and I were going to take a mini-vacation. We didn't make it back to Norfolk for the 4th...due to sickliness...and I decided..."DUDE! I have six days off from work, and why are we just hanging around in Omaha?"
So, Friday night/Saturday morning I'm going to pack up the kiddos and travel up to Norfolk. Warren gets a little mini-vacation from the fam...while the kids get to tear it up at Grandpa and Grandma's house. I can't hardly wait.
I almost forgot the pure joy of hopping in the car and spending a few summer days with the fam. It's times like these that I fondly remember our trips to Fordyce and Craig to visit MY grandparents. I can remember waking up to eggs and cinnamon rolls from Grandma Lange. OH! Let's not forget the wonder of homemade bread. Someday, when Grandma and I meet again in heaven I'm hoping that we sit down for a few rolls and slices of bread!
In any case, I'm at work right now...and I shouldn't be on blogger. I'll try and post more later. Nighty, night!
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