I missed out on the river trip. The night before we were to leave I had a bad reaction from a medication I started taking(Armour Thyroid). I was so sick. It was bad enough that I hardly had the strength to do even the dishes. I knew immediately that it would not be a smart idea for me to go. There haven't been many times in my life that I have cried as hard as I did the morning the family got up early and went on the river trip without me. The kids were sad and crying and Dae was left taking the helm on his own on our summer vacation. For some reason I blamed myself for not being there, even though I know it was out of my control. I wanted to be there with them having fun and helping Dae...I was literally heart broken for letting them down. I hate being the one staying behind. But, life does go on. Someday I will get over it. It turns out they had a blast, which I am so glad. When they came home I heard about adventures with cousins, I heard about how Brook and Ellie fell backwards off the raft into the water, and I heard Grandpa Greg cooked some killer dutch oven meals which everyone helped out with. I'm sure Jack had a blast as well being completely free to chase bunnies...I even missed him. Thank you so much Adam for these pictures!
(Dae told me beforehand that he planned on going mountain man while he was there. Take a look at that beard!!)
Highlights of the trip from Dae's point of view...
Catching one big fish.
The crystal clear water.
Throwing Jack in the river with his doggy life vest on.
Floating down the river while listening to Credence Clearwater Revival on the radio.
Deacon getting trapped in his sleeping bag in the middle of the night.
From the kids point of view...
Floating down the river while sitting on the edge of the raft with their feet trailing in the water.
Laughing and playing with cousins.








