Our Protector

Well, its 7:49 AM. James just woke up. He gave me some snuggles and then headed out the back door. He quickly came back inside and announced, "I'll have to fight the bad guys later. Its too cold outside right now."

We are in good hands around here.
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This is the weekend for the Heritage Girl campout. And guess what?

I am not dreading it. Now, I dread having to pack everything up and unload it and get the campsite together. Once we are there though, I am pretty much useless. The boys will set everything up and when Mark gets there after work he will run the show. (And cook). I heart my hubby!

It is supposed to be wonderful weather for camping and the camping place is only 20 minutes or so from my house. If we need something I can just run home and get it. Or, if my back is killing me after the first night I can just come home and sleep in my bed the second night.

Abbie and the boys are pumped up and ready to camp. James is ready to spend the weekends at Nana's. School this morning, clean-up, bill-paying, grocery-buying, and then we are off.