A while back Nan and Papa suggested they might be willing to open their home for a couple days to host a grandkid summer camp. This year we decided that Max was actually old enough to participate, so we took them up on the offer. Owen stayed behind, but seemed to enjoy a week without having to share attention with his brother.
Papa took a few photos to send our way while he was carting Max and Emma all over town. So far as we can tell, he had a pretty busy week.
Owen, meanwhile, was having all kinds of fun on his own.
So much fun!
I kid. We went bowling, spent time at the pool, and generally had all kinds of fun.
Max returned to us fully and unquestionably spoiled, which was about what we’d expected. Maybe in a few years Owen will be able to join in the fun.
We decided to pick Max up on Friday so he could be home for July 4th.
Owen and I met Nan and Papa halfway and had a quick lunch before we headed home.
Then, far later than we’d originally planned to be up, the fireworks finally started.
We took our very tired boys home and got some rest to prepare for the next day, which involved a trip to Mimi and Pappaw’s house.
We swam until all the adults were quite worn out, then dragged all the kids out so we could get a break.
The boys had fun explaining to each other how many points they had (Owen had a hundred, Max had a million). We headed back home with two extremely tired little boys. Of course, they woke right up at their usual time in the morning.
The rest of the day was spent doing as little as possible so we could prepare ourselves for the coming week. We did manage to finish putting together a little present I got for Father’s Day, though.
It was a crazy week for everyone, but the boys came out the other end of it quite happy. If you want to check out more of the photos from Max’s week in The Woodlands, you can click here. If you want to see the rest of my photos, you can click here. See you next time!