The Real World: Wilmington

This is the true story … of four family members … who chose to move to the south … live together and have their lives blogged … to find out what happens … when people stop being polite … and start having babies … The Real World: Wilmington.

Our Little Sparklers July 23, 2011

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We spent the weekend of the 4th avoiding the crowded beach, we’re such locals now, and celebrating with some good clean fun (still my fave!). We had some friends over to enjoy the massive water slide our neighbors gave us then Jamie made his now signature sliders for everyone.

We also got in lots of pool time, Elly has become quite the swimmer and Miles has become quite the splasher (he’s very skilled).

We went to our old neighbors’ annual 4th of July party. Elly had the best meal of her life; fried chicken with a side of cake. Miles enjoyed being passed around by all our former neighbors and other party guests. I always had a Mama eye on him, but it was nice getting a little time to chat with other adults. We had fun being in our old hood for the evening and seeing friends we hadn’t seen in a while.

Elly’s fear of fireworks is still kickin’ it, so on the night of the 4th, instead of attempting to see fireworks we built a fire in our backyard, roasted marshmallows, and lit some sparklers. Only thing that would have made the evening better was if we had also camped in the backyard. For some reason Jamie doesn’t think that sounds like very much fun. Doesn’t he know his ipad will still work out there?

This was one of my favorite weekends of the summer, thanks family!


Fairy Princess School July 17, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — Christine @ 2:33 am

Elly took part in a “Fairy Princess Camp” which she went to for three days from 9-12:30. It was for kids ages three to six but since Elly is just weeks away from being three they let her participate. We’ve been homebound more than usual this summer so I had been looking for something fun and social that Elly could do and this seemed like something she’d be interested in because she loves dressing up as a fairy princess and dancing at home.

Our independent girl was surprisingly reluctant when it came time for me to leave her at camp, so each morning I stayed a few minutes to help her with the transition and then she was fine. Her tears caught me off guard that first day and I had to fight the natural urge to wrap her up in my arms and take her back home. I’m glad we were both strong.

There was a huge payoff on the last day in the form of a recital that more than made up for any tears that were shed. Oh my word. I would not have been able to wipe the smile off my face during the show if someone had paid me a million dollars. I was beaming at the sight of my little girl getting up in front of an audience and performing. Elly seemed proud of herself too and loved hearing us compliment her. I think she loved the flavored ice from Rita’s to celebrate her performance more than anything else though. Due to my recently developed addiction to frozen custard I didn’t mind helping her celebrate.

Elly got air!