Okay, here it is, Day 61. The last day of summer break. If you're doing the math and it's not coming out it's because I didn't count the weekends. So, break's over for the boys but it's just starting for me. I hope.
It's Day 2 in New Ulm at Flandrau State Park. We are having a great time with Corey's family. Lots of laughs and silliness. Sarcasm can be good for the soul.
Golfing is so fun! 
Kyle was very concerned when he saw the sign that said, "No 9 tee". He wondered why there wasn't a 9th hole. We laughed about that one for a long time. He was very relieved to know that there was indeed a 9th hole for him to play.
We took Coop and Ky golfing for their very first time. Coop had been begging me to take him. Thankfully, he was okay with the little brother coming along. It was hot and sticky and we walked the whole way. Up hill. After hill. After hill. Cam got left behind. Sounds sad, doesn't it? He didn't even miss us. He played with Grandma Joyce and her friend Judy and Riley, a boy in the park, and I could go on and on.
The boys have an exaggerated habit of spouting out, "THIS WAS THE WORST DAY EVER." At the end of THIS day it was, "This was the best day ever." Phew...
Day 61, the last day of summer break, Life Lesson: All good things must come to an end.
