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9 Days To Go

...and I'm back to the "more concerned about other things" mode. Other things like the letter I got in the mail today from my niece at camp, or the one I got yesterday from the other one. They make me laugh and I am so happy to hear from them!

Monday I went with my sister to drop Molly and Kate off at camp. Molly has been before and is an old pro at it all, but this was Kate's first year. She has been bouncing off the walls literally for the last year because she has been so excited. My parents and I usually go on closing day to pick them up when they have a little program and lunch, but this year that happens to be the same day as IMCDA so not only can we not go see them on closing day, but that ended any possibility of them coming up to CDA to watch. Dropping them off was very fun though and definitely made up for the fact that I won't be there to pick them up. Kate got a bit apprehensive when it came time to say goodbye and we all left hoping she was going to be ok. I think we worried about nothing - her letter had all good things to say, such as "P.S. My bunk is so cool!" so I think she is fine.

After we dropped them off I had one of my first "wow, I'm old" moments. I realized it was 20 years ago that I was Kate's age, going to camp for my first time too, during the summer after second grade. I just laughed and could not believe it had been 20 years, then also realized how grateful I am for the 9 awesome summers I spent there and the lifelong friends I made there. Can you tell I am a little jealous and want to go back to camp?

Anyways, I guess it just all goes to show how awesome family is and how fortunate I am to be able to share in all these fun things with them. I spent a good weekend in Beaumont where Jon and I biked with my cousin, went to dinner with my parents and their good friends, then went to church with my parents and aunt and uncle then we all met my cousin, his wife, and 2 boys for lunch afterward. Not long after I got back to Houston I had a house full of Kiehne girls Sunday night. Dad came over Tuesday and has been here since then for a work conference, so I've had family all over the place and it has been great!

Oh yeah, I have an ironman in 9 days. And I had donuts for breakfast. They were awesome. I just saw another dozen and a half sitting in the kitchen as I was heating up my taco cabana for lunch. Yes, I am taking this taper thing seriously. I actually weighed less this morning than I have since freshman year of high school - I certainly have to do something about that!
Our future Ironbabe - she is a total nut!

Kate could barely sit still all the way up there. Do you see anything wrong with this picture though? Still has to sit in a booster seat, but is going to camp for 2 weeks? Also take note, that is probably the only time her hair will be fixed in the next 2 weeks as well!
Bennett was saying "aaahhhh, finally, soon they will be gone and I'll get the whole backseat to myself!"

Bennett trying out the whole camp thing...notice her crocs are on the wrong feet, and they stayed that way the whole day because that is what 2 year olds do.

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Jane said…
Hey Kathleen
I'm going to be up there volunteering. Hope to see you and other HRTCers

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