"Summer's lease hath all too short a date." ~William Shakespeare
As we inched closer to the holiday weekend, we wondered where summer had gone.
Cam settled into his new routine, being back at school. Unlike his parents at age 17, he wakes up generally happy and ready to start the day. Jane is thankful that the stroll down the driveway each morning isn't until 7am and it's light outside.
Mid-week, Chris and his son visited our friends, the Flegels, and returned home with an abundant fresh garden array of tomatoes, sweet corn, peppers and zucchini. The boys even brought a beautiful fresh bouquet of flowers for Jane.
The weekend brought our "farewell to summer" fun! Cam's parents were able to see their good friends, Molly and Jude with their sweet baby.On Saturday, we picked up Oma and spent the day with our cousins at the cottage. It was a great beach day and Cam had his first "dip" into Lake Michigan since his surgery in June. Although the water wasn't overly warm, it was refreshing and the sun sparkled on the big lake.
Dinner for almost 20 people certainly made for a lot of meal conversation that evening. Spiral ham, brats, salads, potatoes, fruit and delicious pies and ice cream for dessert was memorable.
Our cousins had close family friends in from out of town and we learned that they are big Costco fans just like our fam. It was very telling when we realized Cameron and Kenny were wearing the exact same sun shirt purchased from, of course, Costco.
It isn't too often that we stick around for the sunset, but we couldn't resist the beautiful hues. It was awesome to have Oma with us for the entire time on the beach and in the evening.
We were especially happy to see summer go out on a high note. Some years, the Labor Day weekend weather has been somewhat bleak. With the sunshine and mild breeze, it almost felt like we were back in July!
Camology Quotes:
As Cam has adjusted to his intrathecal baclofen pump, the minor increases to the dosage happens sporadically. Typically, his muscles feel looser in about four hours. One evening, during his bedtime routine, the following conversation between father and son took place:
"I feel noodly!"
"Oh, Hi! Mr. Noodles."
"Ok, Mr. Chicken Tender!"
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