first night of tball!

before bed.

Words of Wren.

Wren: What's wrong with dad?

Ara: He's sad.

Wren: Why?

Ara: We watched a movie last night that made him sad. Um, it had kids in it, big kids, like Ali and Brita, and all they did was play on computers, and on phones, and on ipods. They never went outside, or played, or went camping, or climbed trees. They never went to the forest or playground. They stayed in the house all the time and only played with screens.....That's not good, right?

Wren: Their moms should say, "PUT THAT AWAY! GO OUTSIDE!"


exactly, wrenny. exactly.

Nerstrand Big Woods.

Schmims Schmimsy

There were bear sightings at our campground this weekend.

Mike (to Wren): "What do you do if you see a bear?"

Wren: "I dunno."
...
Mike: "You hold still and scream stuff to scare it away. Like if I saw a bear, I'd scream the alphabet. Like this - A! B! C! D! E!..."

(silent pause...)

Wren: "Oops. You died."

St Croix State Park

We climbed the firetower. I wanted to turn back at every landing, but Mike wanted to go all the way to the top.

Wren told me, "It's OK mama. I got you. We just have to do this because it is just really fun."

I just about had a panic attack, but we made it. And I survived the adrenaline rush for the next hour, too.