The Maine Event

We racked up the mileage this past week when we drove up to Maine for Leah and David's wedding. It was a wonderful wedding and we had a great time catching up with friends and enjoying the scenery. Thankfully the kids are great travelers and love staying in hotels. Lots of laughter, no meltdowns. We survived the trip with knock-knock jokes, "I py, widdle eye" games, loads of snacks and the trusty DVD player. On the ride home we made a stop in Princeton, NJ to visit the Collins and their new home. Because my hubby is a self-professed "hotel snob," we stay in some nice places, but it is great to be back home sleeping in our own bed.

Shameful parenting moment to share. The reception was held at The Cain's place on Patten Pond. There were a few teenagers playing with all the younger kids and MFS and I let our kid radar slip. I thought he was watching them, he thought I was watching them. When we were getting ready to leave, I went into the house to change Ella and Mike came up to me and said, "Guess where Cazin was...He just rolled himself down on the dock and right up in a canoe. All by himself." My heart seized for a moment and then relaxed when I saw him intact and dry. And the rest of the day, into the night (and currently) this has been my prayer of thanksgiving: "Thank you Jesus for keeping Cazin safe when we failed to." Not one of my proudest (and I'm sure not my last) parenting moments.

Leah and David arrived at the reception via their wedding present from the groom's parents. I'm not a sportsman of the water, but the canoe was just exquisite and was made by David's father. It was even outfitted with a VT flag.

The tables also had mini canoes filled with yummy Maine blueberries.

College friends