Day 185 -- Kamping Kabin

Tomorrow I have an Olympic distance triathlon in South Haven -- the South Beach Triathlon.  Sounds warm and sunny and reminiscent of a day in California, right?  Well, today when I went to pre-register it was about 62 and cloudy at the beach, with Lake Michigan so choppy they couldn't set the buoys out for the swim yet.  I hope tomorrow is nicer, because right now I'm a little terrified of what I have gotten myself into.  I hardly ever got to the day-before registration opportunities for triathlons, and I didn't think this one would be any different, but Colby and I on a whim decided to make a little family vacation out of it.  We Googled some campgrounds near South Haven because we thought it might be easier on the kids to stay overnight, since we needed to be at the race very early Saturday morning.  What did we discover? KOA Kamping Kabins!  We immediately booked one and packed up.  We have a 2 room Kamping Kabin with a double bed in one room and 2 sets of bunk beds in the other.  So far, it has been absolute bliss for both us and the kids.  Okay, it does drive me a little crazy that the use a "K" for absolutely everything here.  But other than that--bliss.  They have been playing on the playground, jumping in the bounce house (that's right, I said bounce house...this KOA has one), and just plain running around and being outside like kids should be.  Tonight we made a fire, toasted marshmallows and watched them play tag, do a lot of falling down, kick a beach ball, and laugh like crazy.  To top it all off, my dad decided to come meet us here, so we got to all hang out together.  You should have seen their faces when they saw their grandpa come walking up.  Priceless.  I feel so blessed that I was able to have so much fun because of a last-minute decision.  I am so grateful to spend these moments with my kids and that my dad is here to share them with us too.  It has made what could have been a long day at a triathlon away from my family a precious memory to last forever.
I guess we'd have to call these Kamping chairs too, since we're at KOA.

Seriously, did Colby pack white pajamas for AJ?

Breslin and his marshmallow stick.  Of course, he didn't actually want to roast it, just eat it off the stick.

Grandpa and Bres swinging it up.

Girls on the porch swing!

Thank God for our Kamping Kabin!


Lord, thank you for guiding us to our stay at the KOA and for the blast of a time we have had so far during our stay.  Thank you for the memories made.  I pray that you would give us a restful night and bless our day tomorrow.  Please help me to have a good race and for the kids to enjoy their time with their dad and grandpa at the beach.  If there's any way you could arrange it for us to stay tomorrow night as well, I would really appreciate that too.  In your name I pray, Amen.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Day 162 -- "Showing Us the Way"

Image
One of my favorite things about the spring is the baccalaureate celebration that takes place the week before graduation.  I love the chance to see my seniors in their caps and gowns and to praise God for their arrival to the finish line.  For every year since I can remember, I've listened to Western's Select Choir perform the song "Showing Us the Way" by Michael V. Ficocelli.  When I was a senior, I even got to sing it at my own baccalaureate.  That year, and every year since I have taught at Western, I get choked up listening to the perfectly fitting lyrics of this song.  Tonight, on a perfect evening at the Cascades Falls, tears ran down my face as I watched the seniors I taught sing the words of this song to their classmates, parents, teachers, and friends.  I smiled and cried a little more as I realized that someday there's a good chance I'll be watching my own kids sing it at their baccalaureate. I had to share it with you.  This isn't Western's...
Read more

Day 80 -- Calvin and Hobbes

Image
When I was in junior high and high school, I used to read the anthologies of several comic strips, including Garfield, Fox Trot, The Far Side, and Calvin and Hobbes.  I remember reading them by the light of my bedside lamp, trying to stifle my giggles so that my parents wouldn't come bust me for staying up too late reading (the horror!). Calvin and Hobbes, especially, resonated with my sense of humor.  I found the strip simultaneously witty, funny, thought-provoking and perceptive.  I collected all of the anthologies, but somewhere between then and now, I either lost them or gave them away.  I told my husband about my tendency to read them from cover to cover, and how I was sad that I no longer had them.  Not too surprisingly, for Christmas, I received The Calvin and Hobbes Tenth Anniversary Book from Santa. I have been slowly working my way through the book, and tonight I was reminded of Calvin's finicky eating habits and of his gift fo...
Read more

We Dance...and We Sing...When We Play the Drum!

Let it be known that my son gets his money's worth out of his toys. Or, in this case, someone else's money's worth. Whatever. You know what I mean. The toys that he likes, he really, really likes. He uses them a lot for a long time. This particular toy is a drum that was given to him by our friends, The Tappans, at his FIRST birthday party. Needless to say, tonight he was REALLY enjoying his gift.
Read more