Last Sunday is my least favorite day of the year. The day Ariel leaves for overnight camp. We got up early and grabbed the boys and headed to Willow Grove to meet the bus. Ariel posted these on the way. Cute.
Not cute. Lol.
We got to the bus and she was so excited to see her friends.
The Three Musketeers.
Eva was also going for seven weeks.
Juliet too!
Amy and the moms.
Me and the dads.
We were there for a little too long. The kids started to get a little sad.
I got some hugs.
Mommy and Ariel.
When they announced it was time to leave Ariel started crying. Dave grabbed her and tried to cheer her up.
Eva was crying too a bit.
Then Ariel totally lost it.
Hugs from Uncle Mark.
Bye baby girl!
And they are off! We went to breakfast with Dave and Julia and we knew that the girls were probably fine.
And we were right! Later, we got a picture of Ariel getting off the bus. All smiles!
The boys had a playdate with Hunter S.
Next door was getting ready for Winston's grad party. It was like 100 degrees and humid. I helped but I had to keep taking breaks in my cold basement.
The boys had the right idea.
Party time!
Thankfully, it got a little cooler and stayed dry.
They had really good food.
And tons of people.
Remember when Amy was taller than Aden?
All the kids on the street get tutored from Mrs. Debbie.
We were outside all night.
When most of the people left, the kids headed to the basement for karaoke.
The neighbors sat around the kitchen and had some drinks.
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