Monday, August 22nd marked the first day of high school for Cam. It didn't seem possible our kiddo was starting his freshman year. Pivoting from a 8:00am wake up time to 5:50am is a bit of change, not only for our teen, but for his parents as well. Nevertheless, Cam was so ready to begin the school year. As tired as we all were, his smile filled with anticipation was infectious.
Jane received the coolest text from Cam's bus driver, Ms. Christy, on Tuesday a.m. after the bus dropped off the kids at the high school. She informed Cam's mom that when they arrived, there was a huge tunnel made in the form of a husky, the Forest Hills Northern school mascot. The marching band was playing the fight song when they were unloading. Ms. Christy said that "Cam was so excited and feeling the music. It was so intense. His school spirit is huge!" Luckily, she was able to grab a quick picture of our 9th grader going into the Husky Tunnel. When he arrived home that afternoon, Jane's son told her it was such an awesome start to the day!
After surviving the first week of school, we were all looking very forward to the weekend. As is typical of our Saturdays, we traveled north to the cottage. We dined outside on the Haroldson deck for lunch prior to relocating to the beach. It was a picture perfect day, although the water was a bit chilly for swimming.
Late that afternoon, we were off to Grand Haven to drop off some things for Oma and Opa. Chris and Cam arrived first to install the wall mount for their tv and then Jane arrived with Cam's grandparents to unload more items. After all of that hard work, we were treated to a delicious meal from Mancino's, less than two miles from Oma and Opa's new apartment. Another bonus is being able to eat outside in a beautiful courtyard which is within walking distance of their new place. Every time we are there, Cam asks the same question upon departure: "when we will come back here? I love it!"
Our nightly routine includes reading books with Cam. We have always done this and take turns with Chris reading one night and Jane reading the next. Each parent reads a different chapter book. When it's a "mom" night, our cat Stella will typically lay on the floor. One night this week, she was sitting by the end of Cam's bed.
"Mom, Stella wants to be up on my bed. She likes to listen."
I'm not so sure, Cam. Maybe she wants to stay on the floor. (Jane gives in and picks her up and deposits her at the end of the bed.)
"See Mom. I always know what Stella wants."