tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24378923634143646462024-03-14T22:19:19.975-04:00Cameron Jackson WeatherfordChris Weatherfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17489803633955479071noreply@blogger.comBlogger885125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-15608935780032433562024-03-10T19:45:00.158-04:002024-03-14T22:05:13.419-04:00Taxes Anyone? - Week of Mar. 4th<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAyFmLFmoHpCFAzYrafsBUjrMF5PpT6twaID3ZjNMLQE5v4WjlH7pNt7tFRyJ0NU_ba_X_VvarzApiBnuOh7a0Rfp2cMtlm-ZJIboGGZNTV63q-_JG48pQOr_9AzN4Mxsrf59D8YIz7omDeToT2oh9FC8BWVI86GlaWYFSsWYsxo62l63kxMlefF8g8YIt/s4032/IMG_6738.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAyFmLFmoHpCFAzYrafsBUjrMF5PpT6twaID3ZjNMLQE5v4WjlH7pNt7tFRyJ0NU_ba_X_VvarzApiBnuOh7a0Rfp2cMtlm-ZJIboGGZNTV63q-_JG48pQOr_9AzN4Mxsrf59D8YIz7omDeToT2oh9FC8BWVI86GlaWYFSsWYsxo62l63kxMlefF8g8YIt/w200-h150/IMG_6738.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #38761d;">"The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax." ~Albert Einstein</span></i><div><br /></div><div>Some people create memos, calendar events or notices, but they don't have a Cam. Cameron is truly a walking reminder of any upcoming activity. It is no surprise that when the month of March begins, Chris and Jane are asked about filing their taxes. Cam's parents were able to successfully delay the arduous task for at least another week.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZOeQ8wlDdCr6cFlgFu8VN8pa279U2NB3mFZvzpk2KDbXTz2_pSAq8up_60N0Buu3RHfggBwN_gFMr1YRLsU1S3VDIL51LsJ0L4Ajea9JxssE6Zeba9WLgrXCYpKv0mlYK5m3EIhWTCY2cUrwlDErAuq4TOQTucDPib94m43hbPPcHb5Fau2nNSSdBNvA/s3024/IMG_6752.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2341" data-original-width="3024" height="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZOeQ8wlDdCr6cFlgFu8VN8pa279U2NB3mFZvzpk2KDbXTz2_pSAq8up_60N0Buu3RHfggBwN_gFMr1YRLsU1S3VDIL51LsJ0L4Ajea9JxssE6Zeba9WLgrXCYpKv0mlYK5m3EIhWTCY2cUrwlDErAuq4TOQTucDPib94m43hbPPcHb5Fau2nNSSdBNvA/w200-h155/IMG_6752.HEIC" width="200" /></a>We finished a busy week of work and school and were all anticipating the weekend. After a Saturday early lunch, Jane and her son ventured off to pick up Cam's grandparents. Opa had a couple of bumps and bruises from a minor fall but was all checked out and cleared for take off to spend the night with us. When we arrived back in GR, our cousins were waiting for us! They had finished up a grocery shopping trip and stopped in to see everyone. We all shared tasty appetizers and played a fun card game called "Name 5" that each of us participated in. It was an awesome afternoon. After the cousins left, we dined on chicken pot pie paired with our collective favorite homemade applesauce. Oma brought us some delectable Ryke's cookies for dessert. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL5GKKTyg0geoneYB_IELrH55TTLru23MdpSb4yr-niG8NEj-iCvUZjOoSl7eHWs2Mygp3b24ZoPpmFVUU_3tegQZ4ndfCno6odL5h-RVbX4cd2LG0Eqv9jhZRcDvh4HbYpfJW1kpm-OBVZFGlep_exw1Pe2RzkgbWgCrLiq2PlPZSNqJT6MTTsejdhQah/s4032/IMG_6755.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL5GKKTyg0geoneYB_IELrH55TTLru23MdpSb4yr-niG8NEj-iCvUZjOoSl7eHWs2Mygp3b24ZoPpmFVUU_3tegQZ4ndfCno6odL5h-RVbX4cd2LG0Eqv9jhZRcDvh4HbYpfJW1kpm-OBVZFGlep_exw1Pe2RzkgbWgCrLiq2PlPZSNqJT6MTTsejdhQah/w150-h200/IMG_6755.HEIC" width="150" /></a></div><div></div><div>After dinner, we looked through an abundance of memorabilia with Cam's grandma as she sorted through pictures and mementos. </div><div>Jane and her son asked her so many questions about her past.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiQBsD6d-q75_VXWaK9Bnpj9kO6e9f9mOy9scK8brbVgKd_hRtTbOsFM_0sQXDOIty3koG2X4Ivdv395WSirwvPRg4YcSbz2c6mA0bzdBr5T_5QxdJ5GhDdz4Y-XaxuzYI7g3bJMRNB5J4p3d0FXVYGyVWooVNSM5W3nFvfETBv3A2BjI3OGzb7jk_zCxr/s2358/IMG_6758.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2358" data-original-width="2149" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiQBsD6d-q75_VXWaK9Bnpj9kO6e9f9mOy9scK8brbVgKd_hRtTbOsFM_0sQXDOIty3koG2X4Ivdv395WSirwvPRg4YcSbz2c6mA0bzdBr5T_5QxdJ5GhDdz4Y-XaxuzYI7g3bJMRNB5J4p3d0FXVYGyVWooVNSM5W3nFvfETBv3A2BjI3OGzb7jk_zCxr/w183-h200/IMG_6758.HEIC" width="183" /></a>We were all were surprised to find more photos never seen before as we started up the old slide projector.</div><div>We kept asking Cam to guess if he knew who was in the pics from so long ago. He definitely improved his guessing game the more slides he viewed.<br /><br /></div><div>Sunday morning, we all felt a bit tired after moving the clocks forward an hour to begin Daylight Savings Time. After a few errands and a bit more relaxing, it was time to bring Oma and Opa back to their home.</div><div>Cam wouldn't let his grandparents leave, though, before some extra tight hugs to last them for the next couple of weeks.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxy60Qkf-j8Giob9Do9l9RYyfdameeF3ClTDMi6DTSG97PBVDTFQA8au0-nVLeyGRGl0tcfwp8Uk_iYJ5G5_ChB2Ahklen5wDgAzkeykMxPRXEttiolyOL98th2HTLX-bRQBKTf9KH8KMjdg4u84zXRZ5LYE0CsS7eWSsAVyBKTpx8IgtpiYuZ6XT0eVWi/s4032/IMG_6764.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxy60Qkf-j8Giob9Do9l9RYyfdameeF3ClTDMi6DTSG97PBVDTFQA8au0-nVLeyGRGl0tcfwp8Uk_iYJ5G5_ChB2Ahklen5wDgAzkeykMxPRXEttiolyOL98th2HTLX-bRQBKTf9KH8KMjdg4u84zXRZ5LYE0CsS7eWSsAVyBKTpx8IgtpiYuZ6XT0eVWi/w200-h150/IMG_6764.HEIC" width="200" /></a><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>We know Cam listens very carefully...so carefully, that he will commonly use words or phrases he hears his parents say. After Jane was giving Chris a hard time about forgetting something, Cam quickly jumped to his defense, smiling and saying: </i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, give my Dad some grace!"</span></span></div></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-87105664191531960662024-03-03T21:46:00.152-05:002024-03-07T19:44:46.948-05:00Weather Rollercoaster - Week of Feb. 26th<div class="separator"><i><span style="color: #990000;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5HKkdAdmHqBwEVP9SPnKAlbljC16urMOZ9j7XgI1yOM5d0ZvfrUm7BwQ5K10AQyXlITBsOMvi4j2OKNpcH2ih0U1FNXmPYi008zm2PCcjVkgDZBSwxEOkeGFG4dfPIWThjIqqQyUtlf0IkCi2eY0JfPbraPyn37lNibAkARsB2La-Apn76ATy9CjqxgQ/s1388/IMG_6698%20(1).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1388" data-original-width="1110" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5HKkdAdmHqBwEVP9SPnKAlbljC16urMOZ9j7XgI1yOM5d0ZvfrUm7BwQ5K10AQyXlITBsOMvi4j2OKNpcH2ih0U1FNXmPYi008zm2PCcjVkgDZBSwxEOkeGFG4dfPIWThjIqqQyUtlf0IkCi2eY0JfPbraPyn37lNibAkARsB2La-Apn76ATy9CjqxgQ/w160-h200/IMG_6698%20(1).JPG" width="160" /></a></div>"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” ~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations</span></i></div><div><br />The end of February marking a 70+degree day is never an assumption in Michigan. </div><div>On Tuesday, Feb. 27th, we experienced a 73℉ record!</div><div>And, the very next morning, it was snowing...our temperature dropped 50 degrees! Fortunately, the white stuff didn't stay on the ground and the temps actually rebounded quite nicely.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QzLa2Gpfb-1tRHSLQ_wrqQD-ye8Cbri4xODXkeYqPDIAeUz7faI669fsVgBJ3OuMnijTZwxTB0CROKVqmdQOVkPTGDQApar7Aj5FvN_iP8xrWtBhEvraWPAWP2C6KiZzY5q1A3bW8ygyk9FXnvgkNTYd0SDuvkI85sXXHhXqPGIrm9m9rDx-m9-53T-Y/s2046/IMG_6724-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2046" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QzLa2Gpfb-1tRHSLQ_wrqQD-ye8Cbri4xODXkeYqPDIAeUz7faI669fsVgBJ3OuMnijTZwxTB0CROKVqmdQOVkPTGDQApar7Aj5FvN_iP8xrWtBhEvraWPAWP2C6KiZzY5q1A3bW8ygyk9FXnvgkNTYd0SDuvkI85sXXHhXqPGIrm9m9rDx-m9-53T-Y/w200-h150/IMG_6724-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Friday afternoon, Jane made plans to pick up her son from school instead of him riding the bus home. Cam's grandma had invited them to Rosy Mound to have a fish dinner in the big dining room. <br /></div><div>Cameron and his mom arrived late in the afternoon and brought some mementos for his grandparents to look through. We all arrived on time for our delicious meal. There were quite a few full tables and we were introduced to all of Oma and Opa's friends. The meal was topped off with a large brownie ala mode- a Cam favorite! We were thankful for our time together and left with big smiles and full bellies.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAtotDxBRkGILfdlcQsthkRYz4UXko0Tv1cJXqZ8aF0ngT7xb_ccHyFMPpypoQfOKjQJvDtqIbmZl0VIpura1wkt8fNncqfbwoMx-r5R-Jc0xRYL7NtCUZt_P9cQrDnNarR7ThpYYno3VmLG-ApYu4RMIowk8v4JQJUUg9OZaiVt4k_DsuW1tJaqbQygH6/s2046/IMG_6740-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAtotDxBRkGILfdlcQsthkRYz4UXko0Tv1cJXqZ8aF0ngT7xb_ccHyFMPpypoQfOKjQJvDtqIbmZl0VIpura1wkt8fNncqfbwoMx-r5R-Jc0xRYL7NtCUZt_P9cQrDnNarR7ThpYYno3VmLG-ApYu4RMIowk8v4JQJUUg9OZaiVt4k_DsuW1tJaqbQygH6/w200-h200/IMG_6740-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div><br />Saturday evening, Cameron and Ms. Kaylee hung out together, shared Jimmy John's and played games while Chris and Jane enjoyed an evening with friends too.</div><div><br /></div><div>After lunch on Sunday, we headed northward to see our cousins. We couldn't believe how warm it was on March 3rd. Typically, it can be 10+ degrees cooler on Lake Michigan, but it definitely didn't feel that way. We all relaxed in the glorious sunshine for a couple of hours outside. In fact, it felt so "balmy" that we decided to enjoy our dinner on the outdoor picnic table. When we visit, the littlest cousins love seeing Cameron. </div><div>In fact, they cannot wait to assist with buckling him into the van securely and making certain that all safety measures are taken.😉</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVwJY4aJ0_PHuRLQx1eNzGZgjEMnWbZt7Tqu3VGqdSOpTPeOYD6yOe7v7FJsSWiFruXyLjQVFAUvtBV8qA0nlnFc9qN4QCoZS3dPYjGqKwLKGQKMp7mo2471A0ViYHjbhKZez4o6xdxb3ylO5NpnOOv8ClpId1bH_Ppwfpx04cVzm12rMRXxR8kBUscNa/s2818/IMG_6737.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2818" data-original-width="2162" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVwJY4aJ0_PHuRLQx1eNzGZgjEMnWbZt7Tqu3VGqdSOpTPeOYD6yOe7v7FJsSWiFruXyLjQVFAUvtBV8qA0nlnFc9qN4QCoZS3dPYjGqKwLKGQKMp7mo2471A0ViYHjbhKZez4o6xdxb3ylO5NpnOOv8ClpId1bH_Ppwfpx04cVzm12rMRXxR8kBUscNa/w154-h200/IMG_6737.HEIC" width="154" /></a><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>When Jane and her son were loading things back into the car, Cam was talking about how his nervous laughter reaction may not have been appropriate in a recent situation.</i><i><br /><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, you need to catch me in the act and then I'll remember."<br /></span></span></div></div><div><span><span style="background-color: white; color: #ff00fe;">"<i>What</i> did you say, Cam?" </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;"> (</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;"><i>Cam repeats</i></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">)</span></span></div><div><span><span style="background-color: white; color: #ff00fe;">Cam, I literally thought you said, "Mom, you need to kick me in the a** and then I'll remember."</span></span></div><div><span><span style="background-color: white; color: #b45f06;"><i>~insert uncontrollable laughter by Jane & Cam~</i></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-71408036917797622662024-02-25T08:23:00.153-05:002024-03-01T08:37:04.190-05:00 Hockey Hangout - Week of Feb. 19th<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKvwEdJLsGpH4H82aS4QCq6Lt1G7c0jKia_68Ek6PloBhkO64HZ3UxsLgQgaL8VhzQbcqKaPIooMAYZBDyGcsZtef69o_HkATS61hYURXJrq9wNSezjWPKKCdC8tTwE200MrV_kgb6v6Kae635Gmlpuo_rQDpOIVwfEZ6mAA6BQsPh5_GQOToQdpfQogWD/s2046/IMG_6625-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKvwEdJLsGpH4H82aS4QCq6Lt1G7c0jKia_68Ek6PloBhkO64HZ3UxsLgQgaL8VhzQbcqKaPIooMAYZBDyGcsZtef69o_HkATS61hYURXJrq9wNSezjWPKKCdC8tTwE200MrV_kgb6v6Kae635Gmlpuo_rQDpOIVwfEZ6mAA6BQsPh5_GQOToQdpfQogWD/w200-h200/IMG_6625-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #990000;">"It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to</span></i> <i><span style="color: #990000;">recognize, accept and celebrate those differences." ~Audre Lorde</span></i><p></p><p>This week, we introduced Cam to an old-fashioned slide projector. He had never seen one and it had been stored in the cottage attic for many years. We were unsure if it would even work. Cameron's dad has the ability to innately figure out anything. Cam was intrigued by the setup and it was fun to see the old pictures.</p><p>We were anticipating our Saturday plans. Jane and her son were a bit concerned when Chris caught a flu bug and ended up staying home a couple of days. By the weekend, though, he was on the upswing. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLMacT1y1M__SuZvwxNehbNszrTw53r0QbdGjUlxuomF6_ypXC66NPKQJhvYq50H8x1v1958W_wkKelsA-nMEHJV6wIW_96UN1yHawL91-lnbl00GTl5qmSa3CxDXy9RfdTV_wkxcMazCexDhAyMfj2PlqlhtsOLCUAlle__sWlaOMocNL6CB0xyBoOJvy/s4032/IMG_6664.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLMacT1y1M__SuZvwxNehbNszrTw53r0QbdGjUlxuomF6_ypXC66NPKQJhvYq50H8x1v1958W_wkKelsA-nMEHJV6wIW_96UN1yHawL91-lnbl00GTl5qmSa3CxDXy9RfdTV_wkxcMazCexDhAyMfj2PlqlhtsOLCUAlle__sWlaOMocNL6CB0xyBoOJvy/w200-h150/IMG_6664.HEIC" width="200" /></a>For the third year, our local hockey team, the Grand Rapids Griffins (a feeder team for the Detroit Red Wings) has hosted a sensory friendly hockey game. It is named "Hockey without Barriers/Sensory Friendly Game." This game includes lower music levels, no goal horn, no flashing lights, and dimmer lighting throughout the arena. For Christmas, this continues to be one of our favorite family gifts.</p><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfui9wI6Put8axdQp3FRKATit33UpxuNhC3_A-mlA069lItaaAWfKPbmDSTXZpDmxX7ci-zwL4xwVnlx4kXIZnxUZtYCSnEh7QKatmwN2OE63-5uxPyikNJWxvTO6Uoro-FIr1iz6rfqT74RstKh3gzFDk6OXuly41WRi0pBdUxHlhLIr9g3Xxr0SQ3JDU/s2046/IMG_6667-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfui9wI6Put8axdQp3FRKATit33UpxuNhC3_A-mlA069lItaaAWfKPbmDSTXZpDmxX7ci-zwL4xwVnlx4kXIZnxUZtYCSnEh7QKatmwN2OE63-5uxPyikNJWxvTO6Uoro-FIr1iz6rfqT74RstKh3gzFDk6OXuly41WRi0pBdUxHlhLIr9g3Xxr0SQ3JDU/w200-h200/IMG_6667-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></p>Our evening began at the Consumers Credit Union restaurant, located right inside the arena. The food is tasty and it makes for a very easy commute to the hockey game. Cam highly recommends the pretzel bites and chicken pesto flatbread. <p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvlR4y-mh_Biusod3rizGvEck30OQH1RfaBlt17uTQhE2O58g9MdxNUn6sbEEXm9gy2NrPAPU98EIR6DLhOHrRJGcEslN9P2Pu5VHuuhROshEO_4tWKZsaGpPjo1c2z8URFi3xKdl14Kxr3ExGRU1zclo6tuEPPLLh_Hnup61uRjCWlJh3BU-iSTRlJOn6/s4032/IMG_6680.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvlR4y-mh_Biusod3rizGvEck30OQH1RfaBlt17uTQhE2O58g9MdxNUn6sbEEXm9gy2NrPAPU98EIR6DLhOHrRJGcEslN9P2Pu5VHuuhROshEO_4tWKZsaGpPjo1c2z8URFi3xKdl14Kxr3ExGRU1zclo6tuEPPLLh_Hnup61uRjCWlJh3BU-iSTRlJOn6/w157-h118/IMG_6680.HEIC" width="157" /></a>We arrived at our seating area before the first puck hit the ice. It's always fun to see the zambonis resurface the hockey rink. When Chris and Jane stood for the national anthem, their son went into standing mode on his powerchair. At the end of the first period, the Texas Stars had scored the only goal. Our family scored some delicious treats including popcorn from a local vendor and one of Cam's favorites, peanut m&ms. The Grand Rapids Griffins scored two goals back to back and the game was now 2-1. Our local team ended up winning the game with a final score of 4-1! It was a fun, memorable evening for us all.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFdJzm0_za2g6GvIb2lc3bRRY3KQI4obY6hIY_YJIJUeQ4tfR6syF6oOVWGrC8qNSbwI29QdubKkJwELhYBMH0POtw0mssA2MsZrEAYmaTmx57qmyLK4e4TxzTbAbtLTFBCl7oCobzUSyaVhBirMQUIHyFE0Ey1TxWDKtGHOntWUUfx3lE08rfJhvhnR8/s1682/IMG_5344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1262" data-original-width="1682" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFdJzm0_za2g6GvIb2lc3bRRY3KQI4obY6hIY_YJIJUeQ4tfR6syF6oOVWGrC8qNSbwI29QdubKkJwELhYBMH0POtw0mssA2MsZrEAYmaTmx57qmyLK4e4TxzTbAbtLTFBCl7oCobzUSyaVhBirMQUIHyFE0Ey1TxWDKtGHOntWUUfx3lE08rfJhvhnR8/w200-h150/IMG_5344.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>We were all ready for a day of rest on Sunday and welcomed the opportunity to hang out together and relax.<p></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>With Chris not feeling well, we tried to keep our distance for a couple of days. Cam's nightly routine typically includes a hug from each parent. He relayed the following to his mom in lieu of seeing Chris.</i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, I'm going to give you a double hug, fist bumps and high fives. I'm pulling out all of the stops for Dad! </span></span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-18473130773178497382024-02-18T21:05:00.194-05:002024-02-23T08:26:05.602-05:00Fish Fry Season - Week of Feb. 12th<p><i><span style="color: #45818e;"></span></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #45818e;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMAVgqpNBGe7NtyKFW18JPcAf9XhRb4R2CB86L5idMoeuxaLhyphenhyphenmfAMwu74Of0_zmkA8Vbl3LMiIaCQv9ECT0tj4enGHzedBDZf0L4PDCahJW8Of2k2mQJ9KC_8HQts8rcx97VYwQPmFCTzaow876lKzIkH3DmO9ZIEG-vfU0KkmTEBRXO0yDHaIf4SwKUg/s4032/IMG_6604.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMAVgqpNBGe7NtyKFW18JPcAf9XhRb4R2CB86L5idMoeuxaLhyphenhyphenmfAMwu74Of0_zmkA8Vbl3LMiIaCQv9ECT0tj4enGHzedBDZf0L4PDCahJW8Of2k2mQJ9KC_8HQts8rcx97VYwQPmFCTzaow876lKzIkH3DmO9ZIEG-vfU0KkmTEBRXO0yDHaIf4SwKUg/w150-h200/IMG_6604.HEIC" width="150" /></a></span></i></div><i><span style="color: #45818e;">"Worry often gives a small thing a big shadow." ~Swedish proverb </span></i><p></p><p><i><span style="color: #38761d;">“Do not anticipate trouble or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.” ~Benjamin Franklin</span></i></p><p>This week was a build-up of sorts, for Cameron. Due to a barrage of questions regarding a weekend overnight camp in March, Jane arranged a visit on Saturday. Prior to the weekend, though, the week was full of excitement.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPf4vH92xR2kyMTTjyuKb6C-oEex_4e3ySMlzrAZmjkd8U1EODJvB7Qji4OqqupRkcBOBQcop-fMGHkaYn0W51WmeqTh1xgW5hkbh144Mqeby8b1AwADaqH4lPxigeJJiXDqCCxhyphenhyphengxPoIHRv6CylEoKKZ0NoHzaE1BXKM_YKmm1BcSe-OSxO1LEw5gYf/s1262/IMG_6605-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1262" data-original-width="710" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPf4vH92xR2kyMTTjyuKb6C-oEex_4e3ySMlzrAZmjkd8U1EODJvB7Qji4OqqupRkcBOBQcop-fMGHkaYn0W51WmeqTh1xgW5hkbh144Mqeby8b1AwADaqH4lPxigeJJiXDqCCxhyphenhyphengxPoIHRv6CylEoKKZ0NoHzaE1BXKM_YKmm1BcSe-OSxO1LEw5gYf/w113-h200/IMG_6605-COLLAGE.jpg" width="113" /></a>Cam made a "pocket hug" heart magnet for his mom in art class at school. The accompanying card read: "A heart from me to you filled with lots of love and big hugs too."</p><p>Chris surprised Cam's mom with a beautiful flower delivery on Valentine's Day. That evening, we had made plans with Ms. Ann and her family to partake in the first fish fry of the season at JT's Restaurant. Even though it wasn't Friday, we were anticipating the meal. There is an interesting history...</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLN1TIbwpuPQC5ICYMYmGHFvTk31ksDFLqv9pq3OYKZam-_rbxkyz3wS8VV7Bt5XwwF9VzZ_90e1G-G1lx53pnSXBigmv56IsCgKi4uCiTKwbE1zcnAVZLJ9hD4FkisAZUUTs8lYRTEGCMeVcgyCyWQZZHHUYEYkm6j6zosh4W-CzC7T5hyupSCZ9nSW5a/s2046/IMG_5332-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLN1TIbwpuPQC5ICYMYmGHFvTk31ksDFLqv9pq3OYKZam-_rbxkyz3wS8VV7Bt5XwwF9VzZ_90e1G-G1lx53pnSXBigmv56IsCgKi4uCiTKwbE1zcnAVZLJ9hD4FkisAZUUTs8lYRTEGCMeVcgyCyWQZZHHUYEYkm6j6zosh4W-CzC7T5hyupSCZ9nSW5a/w150-h200/IMG_5332-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a><i>German and Polish Catholic immigrants settled in Milwaukee in the 1860s and began the tradition of the Friday fish fry. During Lent, they didn’t eat meat on Fridays, instead eating the fish they caught in Lake Michigan. From 1920 to 1933, Prohibition prevented taverns from selling alcohol. To keep customers coming to their businesses, Midwestern tavern owners sold meals of fried fish. Supper clubs rose to popularity during the 1950s and the fish frys became a tradition for many Midwesterners.</i></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCY6VKnWbXrVutJhBdXc0q6nlW3vwd-G1ifz0Mi1lfkeSrYqWxNb21GNP1FV-5YdtptHl5FA3qCoHyjtYiQYizea4F56wDBTp6pZa8N5UDqP5wTIopplRICSmdyEd10zh5zDhI0gLkV5Wni_bWKphsYlhJ-GfrH2yWrBCFDPSeb5KLLdLxm9Ycmy6oooFV/s4032/IMG_6608.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCY6VKnWbXrVutJhBdXc0q6nlW3vwd-G1ifz0Mi1lfkeSrYqWxNb21GNP1FV-5YdtptHl5FA3qCoHyjtYiQYizea4F56wDBTp6pZa8N5UDqP5wTIopplRICSmdyEd10zh5zDhI0gLkV5Wni_bWKphsYlhJ-GfrH2yWrBCFDPSeb5KLLdLxm9Ycmy6oooFV/w105-h140/IMG_6608.HEIC" width="105" /></a>We were happy to spend our Valentine's eve with Ms. Ann, Katherine, Paul, Bexley, Sophia and Christopher.</p><p>Thursday morning, we were surprised to wake up to heavy, wet snow falling outside. By the time, Cam and his mom made it to the end of the driveway, they were both completely covered in the white stuff. Thankfully, it was short-lived and by the afternoon, the roads were clear once again.<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9Bh_vCrCtBZ-4lN6GzT3krdlrnONlRwJskDK8-wbKjzb_ZaGPzg2_xO1NduWuOkDMtMwN8qo1KZVDD0tqnFUFnOfzSNxGWaRBAkY2V_kjw-09qQkz_MljQHNc9qk43vqQM-75Xser7tjcb7b4-aMchlHp8Z8S3a9yzY49A9ol4IT8wA8KaKbpYqZZqh5/s4032/IMG_6611.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9Bh_vCrCtBZ-4lN6GzT3krdlrnONlRwJskDK8-wbKjzb_ZaGPzg2_xO1NduWuOkDMtMwN8qo1KZVDD0tqnFUFnOfzSNxGWaRBAkY2V_kjw-09qQkz_MljQHNc9qk43vqQM-75Xser7tjcb7b4-aMchlHp8Z8S3a9yzY49A9ol4IT8wA8KaKbpYqZZqh5/w150-h200/IMG_6611.HEIC" width="150" /></a>After breakfast on Saturday, our family was headed to Indian Trails campground located close to Allendale, a 25-minute drive from our home. The campground's parent company is IKUS Life Enrichment Services. <i>Definition of IKUS \ˈī-kəs\ (v.) 1. To empower others by teaching with compassion 2. To give others joy, independence, and greater choices (n.) </i>The mission of IKUS Life Enrichment Services is to help individuals with disabilities to discover their potential, experience greater freedom, learn new skills, and have fun in a safe environment.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtEDnwSUX57K6GsK0nqaYuNpjQr9wsipXS-VkqSpvynWklzFSmwuQlxF7td3VUXaNca8hURCoRBTyVJIaWv_Afm7OhpNwcwDuyqhtmyfBOBkV3zswFtvbTuTAQiBAySuH2YUMrZFhHUGzS_KXkFmT279-bYI3RWWJRvY7F52-j3cvT2WSz1eJeEt4g-7x/s4032/IMG_6614.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtEDnwSUX57K6GsK0nqaYuNpjQr9wsipXS-VkqSpvynWklzFSmwuQlxF7td3VUXaNca8hURCoRBTyVJIaWv_Afm7OhpNwcwDuyqhtmyfBOBkV3zswFtvbTuTAQiBAySuH2YUMrZFhHUGzS_KXkFmT279-bYI3RWWJRvY7F52-j3cvT2WSz1eJeEt4g-7x/w200-h150/IMG_6614.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Cameron took the initiative to request a weekend camp experience. We signed him up for March 15-17. Cam has always been inquisitive so his daily questions resulted in the need for an on-site field trip prior to the assigned weekend. The Camp Director, Ms. Gretchen, met us in the parking lot. We were introduced to Chef Scott and some counselors and campers. We toured a cabin and the activity center. It was quite chilly, so we didn't linger outside too long. We were all impressed with the staff, setup, surroundings and peacefulness. We snapped a quick pic on our way out in front of the activity/dining lodge. Our future camper was definitely happy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMHdKUXwaYkmobwS7m89KFJL4GIltBo2SgH_sZt-h5NEIrEQYZpLAPY6Lz6gR5HzoG7nTpwclWNDH8eow20J9lp8kiqO16N3cUFBzaD-5xzAH9_CpfP-NXMoksjY0fd8NUhn7F9XG71KN_YiKfpe4a_mcsFAlTIiRcJAPXnEXzgWOckTIdZGjCIEfqyY27/s2046/IMG_6618-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMHdKUXwaYkmobwS7m89KFJL4GIltBo2SgH_sZt-h5NEIrEQYZpLAPY6Lz6gR5HzoG7nTpwclWNDH8eow20J9lp8kiqO16N3cUFBzaD-5xzAH9_CpfP-NXMoksjY0fd8NUhn7F9XG71KN_YiKfpe4a_mcsFAlTIiRcJAPXnEXzgWOckTIdZGjCIEfqyY27/w200-h200/IMG_6618-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></p><p>Following lunch on Sunday, Jane and her son headed northward to visit cousins while Chris was on his way to snowboard at Crystal Mountain. Cam and his mom had fun playing with the kiddos and catching up on activities. We enjoyed a beef stew dinner, accompanied by homemade ice cream and brownies- such a treat! </p><p>To cap off our day, the sunset displayed a beautiful setting for us just as we were leaving.</p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>We were all excited about the camp layout, the people we met and the overall vibe. Once we exited Indian Trails in our van, Cam announced:</i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Wow! They have camp down to a science!"</span></span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-86970392004061305892024-02-11T11:28:00.204-05:002024-02-16T21:11:24.449-05:00Adventures in Eating - Week of Feb. 5th<p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnlhXImpBGiPiTXKPxtfyDV-vHpiDR8C8gPtO67tCM60jFXnR0tX-f9TznmpWe4g-Ohv7V-eI7os3FV387t288K-kNTWkMOgJbnkSmYAH0Xqd_YfK-BKnnN70vm5W2h7ABQJNTcGw0DAAuySno9DbYp0kK9gJ6Hj4mNE8DHteCjpWoJNgA3Y6Idp6d1R2/s4032/IMG_6556.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnlhXImpBGiPiTXKPxtfyDV-vHpiDR8C8gPtO67tCM60jFXnR0tX-f9TznmpWe4g-Ohv7V-eI7os3FV387t288K-kNTWkMOgJbnkSmYAH0Xqd_YfK-BKnnN70vm5W2h7ABQJNTcGw0DAAuySno9DbYp0kK9gJ6Hj4mNE8DHteCjpWoJNgA3Y6Idp6d1R2/w200-h150/IMG_6556.HEIC" width="200" /></a></i></div><i><span style="color: #990000;">"Part of the secret of success is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside." ~Mark Twain</span></i><p></p><p><i><span style="color: #741b47;">"Food is symbolic of love when words are inadequate." ~Alan D. Wolfelt</span></i></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2G9sHzIb7UYOWJq1BhbxpUePu4Z_ymvhG0ZOX-3YxJTUnTOK5Ua7sJ0j-H-of9_xFGueZSt8xKT6wcgnqXK0wiErIszR5ENmHnArQmBlycINcIQ3eTjE-xpJaJXcwcGItBvV-GWp04emZLlitG0NFEEInDuk5-PvuVh3A7IaJPanYhL5-xKGx5YpztaSX/s4032/IMG_5294.heic" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2G9sHzIb7UYOWJq1BhbxpUePu4Z_ymvhG0ZOX-3YxJTUnTOK5Ua7sJ0j-H-of9_xFGueZSt8xKT6wcgnqXK0wiErIszR5ENmHnArQmBlycINcIQ3eTjE-xpJaJXcwcGItBvV-GWp04emZLlitG0NFEEInDuk5-PvuVh3A7IaJPanYhL5-xKGx5YpztaSX/w200-h150/IMG_5294.heic" width="200" /></a>We were thankful to see the sunshine more this week and it continued to feel a bit like spring as we continued into February. On Thursday evening, we welcomed a sweet friend, Ms. Vy, into our home for three nights. She traveled by car from the New York area and is related to our longtime neighbors. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsBhj8fx-u5sAL6SCav3EwjdVr_pExM1mZD1VqVgWO5NtulEXcVxBhLspdbpQ2VlX9QrZ1GBsJTNuUiwyqf_jVRgmQ1kOFo2ZpoCoXKDsl8JzNu0O_wZpr3tAIsM0g7xQqNYbwdfbrSDjya3mcHyajsC4pP7_q-frZUFAKcYrxkwa8SutcJKV4_-xHmPL/s1682/IMG_5298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1262" data-original-width="1682" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsBhj8fx-u5sAL6SCav3EwjdVr_pExM1mZD1VqVgWO5NtulEXcVxBhLspdbpQ2VlX9QrZ1GBsJTNuUiwyqf_jVRgmQ1kOFo2ZpoCoXKDsl8JzNu0O_wZpr3tAIsM0g7xQqNYbwdfbrSDjya3mcHyajsC4pP7_q-frZUFAKcYrxkwa8SutcJKV4_-xHmPL/w200-h150/IMG_5298.jpg" width="200" /></a>Friday afternoon felt almost balmy outside and we convinced Cam to go to Cascade Roadhouse with us for dinner. Chris and Jane had a gift card from our good friends Ms. Christy and Mr. Michael that they had given Cam's parents for their anniversary. Cam and his dad split their favorite perch dinner. With a "split" meal, each person receives 4 pieces of fish, lots of fries and separate coleslaw- what a deal! A fellow high-schooler recognized Cam and said "hi" which added to our fun evening. Afterwards, we made a stop at the Dollar Store to pick up some supplies for a crafting project planned for the next morning.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDelQGmJZKtxJH5uArY9fsH8kbJLRWdTeLP97O9GbtzWBAXw9plpedkRApbb9yBb_r8Jga2yFw1F7MAcssB3wRLXQJ4hSBW8PP9kcpVjk3v_BNFW36P9RiLD3c1ZwnfsqcD2Qh6hs5POh_mflSuFZV_po6kbwbqQuVAbvgQ0sCi_6cdeVnCph8jv8kpUAZ/s2046/IMG_6568-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDelQGmJZKtxJH5uArY9fsH8kbJLRWdTeLP97O9GbtzWBAXw9plpedkRApbb9yBb_r8Jga2yFw1F7MAcssB3wRLXQJ4hSBW8PP9kcpVjk3v_BNFW36P9RiLD3c1ZwnfsqcD2Qh6hs5POh_mflSuFZV_po6kbwbqQuVAbvgQ0sCi_6cdeVnCph8jv8kpUAZ/w200-h200/IMG_6568-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>After breakfast on Saturday, Ms. Vy was ready to teach us all how to do glass etching. We were excited to learn since she had shown us some of the glassware she had done and also gave Jane a special mug etched with a heart as a thank you for her stay. The process was straight-forward and we honestly couldn't believe how easy it was. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheAH0Msppazqo3PrqQX2Hv1MCAOe3e6ol4EpU9hVM70vV6aPiEmrFjsEYDHvBHkH5xcCi707ByOBTFkG2FtLEtH67jsbe7STdf_CjZAEJGfrIaOqO8UXY00GBQNkNFDLZhhIrX8FMbJ4OM9GzueU5QmbBVPSmQ06lEFSwl8ySocDvJHdkeTWKdDb-Y86b9/s3088/IMG_6580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheAH0Msppazqo3PrqQX2Hv1MCAOe3e6ol4EpU9hVM70vV6aPiEmrFjsEYDHvBHkH5xcCi707ByOBTFkG2FtLEtH67jsbe7STdf_CjZAEJGfrIaOqO8UXY00GBQNkNFDLZhhIrX8FMbJ4OM9GzueU5QmbBVPSmQ06lEFSwl8ySocDvJHdkeTWKdDb-Y86b9/w150-h200/IMG_6580.JPG" width="150" /></a>Then, later that afternoon, we entered into our second learning experience for the day. Ms. Vy brought all of the ingredients for a homemade Korean dinner. She quickly organized all of the food and taught us how to make wontons! We even learned how to fold them so they appeared to be "party hats!" Ms. Patti joined us for the feast and oh my goodness, we all devoured the delicious Korean spread. In fact, we were so busy assembling everything, we neglected to snap any food pics, but we managed to grab one at the end of dinner. Cam, however, was about to fall asleep after the filling meal. Ms. Vy requested to read with Cameron that evening and he was happy to oblige.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfdfP8MbV81hlUbI44DOY6zabfDzoUS6ro1kPmt6jQ5qrZS2he5F_0C42f_QY6LCqYJ7pX9kYHVBsAPgfJPDk26Z5IHe-dkMXODcQlj_4Cvd0jwnfwsu8kL7yFj-0wiseMJ40mgKQ_EO6G8lxt7K5XPDfu0xebkdiQ-fWFwdJDaireWLyB4QdbUultsKi/s2046/IMG_5308-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfdfP8MbV81hlUbI44DOY6zabfDzoUS6ro1kPmt6jQ5qrZS2he5F_0C42f_QY6LCqYJ7pX9kYHVBsAPgfJPDk26Z5IHe-dkMXODcQlj_4Cvd0jwnfwsu8kL7yFj-0wiseMJ40mgKQ_EO6G8lxt7K5XPDfu0xebkdiQ-fWFwdJDaireWLyB4QdbUultsKi/w320-h320/IMG_5308-COLLAGE.jpg" width="320" /></a>Sunday morning, we said goodbye to Ms. Vy, hopeful that she will be able to visit us again. Not only did we make sweet memories, she also left us with new skills.</p><p>After lunch, we made our way to Cannonsburg for our final skiing lesson with ASA-WM (Adaptive Ski Association of West Michigan). It was much chillier than the previous Sunday, but we did feel fortunate to have one last round with our team. We were all laughing trying to explain what the snow seemed like due to the warmer conditions during the week as well as the attempts at making "fake" snow. Our leader, Jason, used the phrase "mashed potatoes" while Cam opted for the descriptive words "melted brownies." For the very last ride up the chairlift, Chris asked his son if he could be the one to ride up with him solo. Cam was a little hesitant, but agreed and was super excited when they both exited off of the lift together! We thanked our Team Cam for their volunteering time and expertise.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdYCgJjSPTQIRfsZKPziGUaRKEb1tsMnvjQ5WSKUpMQkDn1WmVv3bHDhq93g-ATAD3nnuTeYutbkGpOn2Eu1uQKJ1AwtFEBo62NNXuFkbFN6qXKmsxQHDRHuTgcrbOsEf8XW7p3XjRjEzpyaJ8gxKLxtek2y3i1I-9Lemdwff6mwkVaXEptGCgAwmwAKG/s4032/IMG_6599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdYCgJjSPTQIRfsZKPziGUaRKEb1tsMnvjQ5WSKUpMQkDn1WmVv3bHDhq93g-ATAD3nnuTeYutbkGpOn2Eu1uQKJ1AwtFEBo62NNXuFkbFN6qXKmsxQHDRHuTgcrbOsEf8XW7p3XjRjEzpyaJ8gxKLxtek2y3i1I-9Lemdwff6mwkVaXEptGCgAwmwAKG/w200-h150/IMG_6599.jpg" width="200" /></a>Upon our arrival home, we fixed dinner and settled in to watch the Super Bowl. Even though Cam only watched the first hour, he really liked the State Farm Insurance commercial where Arnold Schwarzenegger keeps saying "neigh-bah" instead of "neighbor" throughout the entire ad. Cameron can definitely relate since sometimes others do not understand exactly what he is saying. He declared it the funniest commercial!<br /></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>On the return trip from skiing at Cannonsburg, Cam commented, </i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"I liked this season. It was not as many people and less chaotic."</span></span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-60527622325278996332024-02-04T09:47:00.195-05:002024-02-10T11:29:12.903-05:00The Big Meltdown - Week of Jan. 29th<i><span style="color: #674ea7;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg300m15ZE6AJjYRgLV-LjMARgYHtq4XdlhsWTbR9UGxSDI4J4p6bOpJEMUkE4bXwK6jEWWqbJBxZ7ME3G_ZYPE8lI8yyyT3Ldxi1K7uIRIA03rKMNC8RDHDFOgVYHFv6uj5O2NtNeZNU6QyK4JKlNiQa3yTGGK3CpziMni9-aP1yfrSfQsKVRYKi8UUp91/s4032/IMG_6505.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg300m15ZE6AJjYRgLV-LjMARgYHtq4XdlhsWTbR9UGxSDI4J4p6bOpJEMUkE4bXwK6jEWWqbJBxZ7ME3G_ZYPE8lI8yyyT3Ldxi1K7uIRIA03rKMNC8RDHDFOgVYHFv6uj5O2NtNeZNU6QyK4JKlNiQa3yTGGK3CpziMni9-aP1yfrSfQsKVRYKi8UUp91/w200-h150/IMG_6505.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div>"Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind." ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge</span></i><div><br /></div><div>It is very uncommon for Michiganders to experience 40+ degree weather in the beginning of February. As the week progressed, the temps continued to be mild and we saw the sunshine Friday afternoon.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUVXksEZ58cRzoMmDqHZKpuw2hxDgAl0750i7oJ3C2aNVK2a8aYeyWoeX8S5JRKs6gLZl5rJKNsp4QZf-R7aswMe4O0p82v82bmc8i7LITHUv58ZQovygH6-eO12JBYW4omapBA9ekRwBDpDt9Dp2t7IjlJWnG0qo2YVRPWMoRTgGEvgw98w727ucgvtY/s4032/IMG_6508.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUVXksEZ58cRzoMmDqHZKpuw2hxDgAl0750i7oJ3C2aNVK2a8aYeyWoeX8S5JRKs6gLZl5rJKNsp4QZf-R7aswMe4O0p82v82bmc8i7LITHUv58ZQovygH6-eO12JBYW4omapBA9ekRwBDpDt9Dp2t7IjlJWnG0qo2YVRPWMoRTgGEvgw98w727ucgvtY/w150-h200/IMG_6508.HEIC" width="150" /></a>To celebrate that bright light, we decided to take Cam out to dinner Friday evening. We chose one of our favorites, El Centenario, for a Mexican dinner.</div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoZuSoNFYX8HJ8Z3YkzAb7Qx2jHgBm1pCfTrmm2CnoR93AuYOqbJr6KzD2ocElI9LqOBtJfApxi2CcjYiunXqZBSiIdpOmSDFf02sL8MSAuHbLXKO9ZoXUMTh-jaWKLRsy-XGpz9CLjxqwaoyFWI_7BxfixqM-im0-TrGWRrSQtB7SMk0Vmj9r3wwJwRs/s4032/IMG_6518.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoZuSoNFYX8HJ8Z3YkzAb7Qx2jHgBm1pCfTrmm2CnoR93AuYOqbJr6KzD2ocElI9LqOBtJfApxi2CcjYiunXqZBSiIdpOmSDFf02sL8MSAuHbLXKO9ZoXUMTh-jaWKLRsy-XGpz9CLjxqwaoyFWI_7BxfixqM-im0-TrGWRrSQtB7SMk0Vmj9r3wwJwRs/w200-h150/IMG_6518.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Saturday was a busy day for our fam, albeit with separate activities. Chris had signed up for volunteering for the Mary Free Bed Wheelchair Sports program to assist the skiers at our local resort. It was very chilly in the morning, but the sun appeared once again in the afternoon. Jane and her son made their way to Grand Haven for a long visit with Oma and Opa. We first picked up lunch at Panera to celebrate Opa's Feb.1st birthday. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBo-qDfLVgXt40hRrjVIcon97U9ZAhzkwBw8LaS1zBt09MboRlzEe4mO5PtCEyTDcAsZ98jR4RroK8t8OoxaDyu3q5FEfqnxKHcW6CsIV85R_MxD5N41-ofBFe5uqICyp6VjHCbbeHjD8xP7LfzNDIyLgbWO3xEciNo3LVTe57hh1nGk1wCGzAWrdwmX2b/s4032/IMG_6526.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBo-qDfLVgXt40hRrjVIcon97U9ZAhzkwBw8LaS1zBt09MboRlzEe4mO5PtCEyTDcAsZ98jR4RroK8t8OoxaDyu3q5FEfqnxKHcW6CsIV85R_MxD5N41-ofBFe5uqICyp6VjHCbbeHjD8xP7LfzNDIyLgbWO3xEciNo3LVTe57hh1nGk1wCGzAWrdwmX2b/w200-h150/IMG_6526.HEIC" width="200" /></a>After enjoying our lunch in the dining area and meeting some friends of Cam's grandparents, we made our way to the library. Cam requested to relax in the room with books and puzzles, complete with a fireplace. Jane had brought some photo and memorabilia for Oma and Opa to look through with Cam. We enjoyed a walk outdoors and saying hi to many of Oma and Opa's friends. We were thankful for the sunshine to drive home in.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG1YUTdpNQ19OAP33_BHU6dLl5_g0Auf7p7McHBUFW7eNj-KCZqScRJO9YbBss7qD0rvntFTenkyiBtA1NxeWZv6QScaTWiTQakzCbvaHosIPhXkaEWRZMqhrXatloNoz0KfxYCVm1XbAMidy6geEl6LmO_-2a3eqrxucuiyKCazZigpBy3HWTIP-QRmCU/s4032/IMG_6548.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG1YUTdpNQ19OAP33_BHU6dLl5_g0Auf7p7McHBUFW7eNj-KCZqScRJO9YbBss7qD0rvntFTenkyiBtA1NxeWZv6QScaTWiTQakzCbvaHosIPhXkaEWRZMqhrXatloNoz0KfxYCVm1XbAMidy6geEl6LmO_-2a3eqrxucuiyKCazZigpBy3HWTIP-QRmCU/w150-h200/IMG_6548.HEIC" width="150" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNnULiGp9U71Z2b8tm-6761xufLcwz4rOFwX5CuOS2ukg8zRNkG0HXFJOCspLRR1PQpEOcrZB1_ZrOlexlI6aFW6aiHg4CEaIqUx6_zNQtFtYJAQXs5hAp2MdtujOSbJsoqd4cJTyZgXan-5B2aeXiFRePhDMNHhlCXkwfj1ryWtkJQamzSxjx7RB8JJUn/s3840/IMG_6550-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNnULiGp9U71Z2b8tm-6761xufLcwz4rOFwX5CuOS2ukg8zRNkG0HXFJOCspLRR1PQpEOcrZB1_ZrOlexlI6aFW6aiHg4CEaIqUx6_zNQtFtYJAQXs5hAp2MdtujOSbJsoqd4cJTyZgXan-5B2aeXiFRePhDMNHhlCXkwfj1ryWtkJQamzSxjx7RB8JJUn/w113-h200/IMG_6550-COLLAGE.jpg" width="113" /></a>The sun remained on Sunday for our adaptive ski lesson with Cam. The snow seemed to be melting at a rapid rate, but the ski slopes still retained most of their base. Kurt joined our team to fill in for Jason and expertly steered Cam down the hill. None of us could believe how mild the weather was. For the first time ever, our son enjoyed skiing in 50 degree conditions and didn't wear his gloves for the entire 2-hour outing! </div><br /><div>One of the highlights of our afternoon was meeting a ski patrol dog name "Lola" serving to provide comfort and care to skiers and snowboarders feeling nervous, apprehensive or hurt.</div><div>Many people wonder how Cam is able to get on the chairlift and how he actually skis down the hill. Two videos show each operation in action 😎 After experiencing the disappearing snow this week, we are holding out hope for one last Cannonsburg lesson next Sunday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='222' height='184' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzP0oHhiwO4aagtpeBI3zaFSqAupGfPsPXxNCnk_WNDeDppEfV7LNGby_JOi6Z7Wf4952H74cSXJodB2cSs6g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='240' height='199' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzEOTPFLNwHAXsPVnni_Dzw8nTo_dnEAkuVnWzwUgfWosa84EnIpEFy4lh-xzGrSOS15Qfa7o1I-1Y8Mzm4tg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div></div><div><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>It always feels good to make someone else smile. At Cam's swimming therapy session, the therapist talked about a potluck they had at lunchtime. She told him that Cam's PT had made the best pulled pork and she needed the recipe. The minute Cam saw his PT, he told him, </i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Ms. Mandy really loved your pulled pork. She's going to ask you for the recipe!"</span></span></div></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-72230216198304225102024-01-28T07:54:00.236-05:002024-02-02T19:34:52.115-05:00Adapting to Skiing - Week of Jan. 22nd<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyq6ExEHvsqrdWc5WIcpxnZ8gvA8SLz-hBL9Wt-OrE1c11Hv47IZIhoJanjYs_z4KShRoc0Ed3yfoLbsez3silU2Gqw6y2t-WiWBiqnOYE7XduNGfcyPfQTxgucNclVi0_p7iKXFKF6Ojvlq8KSw4VYTHbvDGPYGREnxa3uGKVItzvh5pDPy9ucQ7XzAqA/s4032/IMG_6477.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyq6ExEHvsqrdWc5WIcpxnZ8gvA8SLz-hBL9Wt-OrE1c11Hv47IZIhoJanjYs_z4KShRoc0Ed3yfoLbsez3silU2Gqw6y2t-WiWBiqnOYE7XduNGfcyPfQTxgucNclVi0_p7iKXFKF6Ojvlq8KSw4VYTHbvDGPYGREnxa3uGKVItzvh5pDPy9ucQ7XzAqA/w200-h150/IMG_6477.HEIC" width="200" /></a><i><span style="color: #990000;">"If I can do this, I can do anything!" ~motto of the ASA-WM</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div>Before Cam's first time hitting the slopes this season, he had an unexpected snow day on Tuesday. A combination of freezing rain, snow and sleet produced a weather advisory until 4pm.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvsxfpxA3jmGIhtYhtYCh_IqmpaKHRAfwXdclxkRJ47jOWgKy0Drp075BZXUphnyY4_qxaBQ6MnzYP3qF4RRlilBZ_4fxDSOSZ1WQrUrU3-Lh27wyqHYm6cIND4ceEC89fbIYQEtGGx2c9Saj76vAo6X5adrpYGCLkJxLiyscpN5aYXXi5_1b-mNXSB-b/s3024/IMG_6471.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2118" data-original-width="3024" height="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvsxfpxA3jmGIhtYhtYCh_IqmpaKHRAfwXdclxkRJ47jOWgKy0Drp075BZXUphnyY4_qxaBQ6MnzYP3qF4RRlilBZ_4fxDSOSZ1WQrUrU3-Lh27wyqHYm6cIND4ceEC89fbIYQEtGGx2c9Saj76vAo6X5adrpYGCLkJxLiyscpN5aYXXi5_1b-mNXSB-b/w200-h140/IMG_6471.HEIC" width="200" /></a><br />On Wednesday, the roads were clear once again and school was back in session. Cam finished up tutoring with Ms. Ann in the early evening and had a quick dinner. Jane and son were off to power soccer practice since Chris was a bit delayed with a meeting. Cam's mom had to laugh that on her "watch" the front guard came off the chair and two other dads were enlisted to assist with positioning it back in place.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbpB8wrxgThV2gvOpT3IrVXwmeRa_aORz8GzjS90NdmmgXzN7Ew9ZT-m4mMmBelB4ToGvBQDtVtLv5KqDy2c8J9yiFMAAQUJ2ySwYSlyMvi_Fu1jgF-9nE-Bbkr61aHcFdrVQwRF_KF-Sa27dJN-WDOdJ-yQU6-sOS2RCk8tkpKh5A_05o-0lyCMXfdycu/s1945/IMG_6472.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1851" data-original-width="1945" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbpB8wrxgThV2gvOpT3IrVXwmeRa_aORz8GzjS90NdmmgXzN7Ew9ZT-m4mMmBelB4ToGvBQDtVtLv5KqDy2c8J9yiFMAAQUJ2ySwYSlyMvi_Fu1jgF-9nE-Bbkr61aHcFdrVQwRF_KF-Sa27dJN-WDOdJ-yQU6-sOS2RCk8tkpKh5A_05o-0lyCMXfdycu/w200-h191/IMG_6472.HEIC" width="200" /></a><br />Once Cam's dad arrived at practice, all of the background information was provided as he explained the entire situation during a break in the action.</div><div><br /></div><div>We were anticipating our weekend activity at our local ski resort, Cannonsburg. Their opening day was very delayed with Thursday, Jan. 18 being the first official start of their season. There have been years when they have opened in November! Our delayed snowfall definitely affected their options.<div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUxpLuTBQrKCmHB0GpSc_H_rOMaf-1FO-xuOP9TTZ07CyVAj6Egod4MFCazbCjI8D1gXq-BQ_tp2DPjw8DuSQ9E6vG_LmSrJdVx59vtLNhUxJHGfmAnMHaHIBMG_FEODzeQWRuWcrGSrS51X6j8pTgl1lzlLDvodgJR9iAPPKXgVbyEBb8rMOQSb5eCKOP/s2046/IMG_6485-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUxpLuTBQrKCmHB0GpSc_H_rOMaf-1FO-xuOP9TTZ07CyVAj6Egod4MFCazbCjI8D1gXq-BQ_tp2DPjw8DuSQ9E6vG_LmSrJdVx59vtLNhUxJHGfmAnMHaHIBMG_FEODzeQWRuWcrGSrS51X6j8pTgl1lzlLDvodgJR9iAPPKXgVbyEBb8rMOQSb5eCKOP/w200-h200/IMG_6485-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></div></div><div>Thanks to Mary Free Bed Wheelchair Sports program, we learned about the adaptive ski organization a few years ago.</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://www.asa-wm.org/" target="_blank">Adaptive Ski Association of West Michigan (ASAWM)</a> is a volunteer organization located in West Michigan, working to provide opportunities for people with a variety of challenges and disabilities to enjoy snow sports. The organization was established in the early 1980s as Cannonsburg Challenged Ski Association (CCSA). CCSA started with only ten students, one outrigger, a bamboo pole and one sit ski, and has now evolved over the years into a professionally trained organization with a full range of adaptive equipment, ready to serve a wide variety of needs. In 2022, the name was changed to Adaptive Ski Association of West Michigan (ASAWM).<div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtPXQaDTBFrlvJ4crr1ANNTKIETJY396IrJguZIFdXFUqhoxkRrj-bJU4SFd5MlyqTC50IhpajEAfCUX90GaHtG9TsKsOVXgsySTPasE5ZZmuyiikCErxGgE8hGPjsdEpHdnmDqEYKzNwjEtki6-PCbi5ThqL6kI-Huh0y9V6SaZlcasy1fWnYlb7xrKE/s2382/IMG_6488.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1766" data-original-width="2382" height="148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtPXQaDTBFrlvJ4crr1ANNTKIETJY396IrJguZIFdXFUqhoxkRrj-bJU4SFd5MlyqTC50IhpajEAfCUX90GaHtG9TsKsOVXgsySTPasE5ZZmuyiikCErxGgE8hGPjsdEpHdnmDqEYKzNwjEtki6-PCbi5ThqL6kI-Huh0y9V6SaZlcasy1fWnYlb7xrKE/w200-h148/IMG_6488.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Sunday was our first session after two cancellations due to the lack of snow. Our team leader was Jason, who was with us last year in the same position. Jessie, a med student and lifetime skier was new to ASAWM and excited to be a part of it all. Chris completed the official volunteer training to be assigned to Cam's team as well. Jane was allowed to ski with the team as an extra blocker. </p><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuxrUb0ruur6bhoxQfzLCcPfdh8rk9rvIgVz2Cj2cpEoyFb8p-6P33IIAK4HGfu7XBKEFA5uvesQAYY-BUAwzWXPQhvsvGpEBxH7fJsOmjqZfgFmW60GRyi3zgxvYe1jhn17gXEp1YaNyu28r1X-X6y0Fwgh7b-iBtxsN9T8XxZg_WiEaldDZMNbJOjAn/s4032/IMG_6495.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuxrUb0ruur6bhoxQfzLCcPfdh8rk9rvIgVz2Cj2cpEoyFb8p-6P33IIAK4HGfu7XBKEFA5uvesQAYY-BUAwzWXPQhvsvGpEBxH7fJsOmjqZfgFmW60GRyi3zgxvYe1jhn17gXEp1YaNyu28r1X-X6y0Fwgh7b-iBtxsN9T8XxZg_WiEaldDZMNbJOjAn/w200-h150/IMG_6495.HEIC" width="200" /></a></p>The ski Cam uses is referred to as a bi-ski. When lifting up the back, the spring holds it in a vertical position to allow movement onto the chairlift. Cam is in the middle of the chair shown in the picture. Jason is skiing behind Cam in the picture guiding him down the hill. Cam leans left or right depending on the turns. The milder weather was a welcome relief for the skiers, but the conditions were not ideal. The slopes were more slushy than fluffy and even with that aspect, we all had a great time. Cam had a couple of spills, but neither were major and the picture of the whole team was immediately following one of those wipeouts. On our drive home, Cam told us, "I was nervous at first, but then I really had fun!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTjSi4YVCuaScN_dDliOBm7Uawrr7rwQhV3wljgFrmy2CJQcuvyH4ITCgWpN14mIKMBMK8o5z9BgV7aQowZRIqml-TwXsgGsVw6Hoi0leYGTQ6VErkaS-YFVbrbLTeqAxwO31hX2MpBVQNbRep3A9VweJJWiwO5DsZPbGa1pcbdj_X3t3NqZLc8b3NZHw9/s1160/Screenshot%202024-02-02%20090433.png" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="924" data-original-width="1160" height="135" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTjSi4YVCuaScN_dDliOBm7Uawrr7rwQhV3wljgFrmy2CJQcuvyH4ITCgWpN14mIKMBMK8o5z9BgV7aQowZRIqml-TwXsgGsVw6Hoi0leYGTQ6VErkaS-YFVbrbLTeqAxwO31hX2MpBVQNbRep3A9VweJJWiwO5DsZPbGa1pcbdj_X3t3NqZLc8b3NZHw9/w170-h135/Screenshot%202024-02-02%20090433.png" width="170" /></a><p></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Jane shared some exciting news about dear friends in North Carolina. When she said in passing that Ali was working as a nurse now, Cam mentioned that his mom did not tell him when she graduated from nursing school and passed her boards. Jane apologized to which Cam responded with: </i></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"I respect that, Mom. We all forget sometimes."</span></div></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-53384955706609337662024-01-21T11:08:00.169-05:002024-01-25T19:44:25.351-05:00An Honor to Give - Week of Jan. 15th<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxfHjsbY6gfBS-Ia5yPUeSAv-Oias-Bf1FXawBnGXefbh67gyjNcn41VB7bDrltXjOq68akpdZdlxAV7S8UMW86t3Ne5C7HFqSBvfIX7rjg106SoCGYasEAPf8nyMx08ysK6ttSsb7VOooUOeQ5pRWRv62pvEKV9aZJyQLc0IrWwMIERmt30M_hiu7BlMs/s2814/IMG_6440.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2604" data-original-width="2814" height="132" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxfHjsbY6gfBS-Ia5yPUeSAv-Oias-Bf1FXawBnGXefbh67gyjNcn41VB7bDrltXjOq68akpdZdlxAV7S8UMW86t3Ne5C7HFqSBvfIX7rjg106SoCGYasEAPf8nyMx08ysK6ttSsb7VOooUOeQ5pRWRv62pvEKV9aZJyQLc0IrWwMIERmt30M_hiu7BlMs/w143-h132/IMG_6440.HEIC" width="143" /></a><i><span style="color: #990000;">"Life's most persistent and urgent question is, 'What are you doing for others?'" ~Martin Luther King Jr.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #741b47;">"Everyone can be great because everyone can serve." ~Martin Luther King Jr.</span></i></p><p>Cameron's district had the day off of school for Martin Luther King Day on Monday. We were relieved because more snow had arrived overnight and the snowfall continued throughout the day. Jane and her son sported their University of Michigan National Champions 2023 sweatshirts acquired from our local Costco. Cam wanted to keep his PT and swim therapy appointment Monday evening. The roads were slick and Cam reminded his mom to drive extra slow.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyrUtfXcO34Al8TfnwJDHMhuCiFfaDkISJsQKQXr-8SqBkb2Xmm4SWYNWlXMST9N0UEiykYStblZc_ozf7D9xUxp3pTZL66I9p409XgQUW0MIdwySHMWOXhiVZn5ClrnBgU-poXh8PtdI8sagCYrM7-Z1tTe6d2nLiONGzUSlQPb1si9PcmGTSTW20ZCPo/s4032/IMG_6446.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyrUtfXcO34Al8TfnwJDHMhuCiFfaDkISJsQKQXr-8SqBkb2Xmm4SWYNWlXMST9N0UEiykYStblZc_ozf7D9xUxp3pTZL66I9p409XgQUW0MIdwySHMWOXhiVZn5ClrnBgU-poXh8PtdI8sagCYrM7-Z1tTe6d2nLiONGzUSlQPb1si9PcmGTSTW20ZCPo/w200-h150/IMG_6446.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Tuesday, it was clearer but some school districts were still closed. And sure enough, Wednesday morning we received the alert at 5:30am for school closure. This is actually 15 minutes prior to Cam's normal alarm time on school days. Our high-schooler was able to go back to sleep until almost 8am. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGb0_GIGtJoyLwVuPVRZ0IyjqyWCaJtF8ZN9HAt4QXihudYiSWe_2G7mcmydzSD-eqMt-02lFRrrDvqPrygVpBZitZ4aRQCeywi_QB7hkg6CxpF6Dijapb58H2JnQO3Jrsvg03AD34-_WDXT-kGi2Df5F6ZbAd50EIuAD43s7y9-DkTPlbvSEkdqUdfMH/s2991/IMG_6445.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1328" data-original-width="2991" height="89" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGb0_GIGtJoyLwVuPVRZ0IyjqyWCaJtF8ZN9HAt4QXihudYiSWe_2G7mcmydzSD-eqMt-02lFRrrDvqPrygVpBZitZ4aRQCeywi_QB7hkg6CxpF6Dijapb58H2JnQO3Jrsvg03AD34-_WDXT-kGi2Df5F6ZbAd50EIuAD43s7y9-DkTPlbvSEkdqUdfMH/w200-h89/IMG_6445.HEIC" width="200" /></a>The roads were fairly clear by the afternoon, so Jane and her son embarked on a little mission they've been trying to complete for some time. We've been wanting to donate Cameron's old AFOs (Ankle Foot Orthoses) to a local organization. Through Cam's current physical therapist, we learned that Pediatric Orthotic Specialists accepts the old AFOs. After lunch, we brought our big box into their office. The receptionist explained that they send the AFOs to Jamacia and the Philippines for doctors to reuse them. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVVuIZENLbV873ulekeGs-dZc35FNqa3dBAmM9DrPk0LWywSvSBlT7LXoFKYpitbyM0dytiuRK7f4_Bw6YEWRnFtmJhHhNmkWOJ8moQ4eDzxaD4jrFwCtOyrt98wut98wqtA44M5tiCuO57Uh1-Uw85GSW81BtRCzuPRN5fYllD88iypq6_0M72f7YLV0L/s3024/IMG_6460-EFFECTS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1822" data-original-width="3024" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVVuIZENLbV873ulekeGs-dZc35FNqa3dBAmM9DrPk0LWywSvSBlT7LXoFKYpitbyM0dytiuRK7f4_Bw6YEWRnFtmJhHhNmkWOJ8moQ4eDzxaD4jrFwCtOyrt98wut98wqtA44M5tiCuO57Uh1-Uw85GSW81BtRCzuPRN5fYllD88iypq6_0M72f7YLV0L/w200-h121/IMG_6460-EFFECTS.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Cam was able to be in school both Thursday and Friday with cooperative weather. Our driveway is a bit long and winding in the weather elements but Cam does a great job navigating. His amazing bus driver, Ms. Christy, also takes it upon herself to assist in any way that she can if he gets stuck. Cameron heads up the long trek solo and always stops to wave to Christy to let her know he's aok.<p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-B1H4d6sL-cGK0Ghb_tJWHyAEZfMMASmvZX5ZPhyphenhyphenpHUtDUBRIfVkSm1UxY5Ksjq7POyLCdnudxT1tp1UKixpj2bTriu2kAU2Bcm01Jbo-hRzL6CeG-8ce__fDiiua-e8zRXdKzKlJhQJQqqq7Ag-mX-zfoj__sl4Kc1tWNtl53TyuXMOIaKG6Y6tbbyL_/s4032/IMG_6462.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-B1H4d6sL-cGK0Ghb_tJWHyAEZfMMASmvZX5ZPhyphenhyphenpHUtDUBRIfVkSm1UxY5Ksjq7POyLCdnudxT1tp1UKixpj2bTriu2kAU2Bcm01Jbo-hRzL6CeG-8ce__fDiiua-e8zRXdKzKlJhQJQqqq7Ag-mX-zfoj__sl4Kc1tWNtl53TyuXMOIaKG6Y6tbbyL_/w150-h200/IMG_6462.HEIC" width="150" /></a>The weekend included a visit to Oma and Opa to help alleviate that feeling of cabin fever due to all of the blustery winter weather. Chris and Cam successfully installed new hooks in the closet and then Jane and her son helped Oma with some organizing projects. It was a productive afternoon and Cam's grandparents escorted us to the door. and we all exchanged goodbye hugs. We briefly saw the sunshine on our drive back to Grand Rapids.<br /></p><p>Over the weekend, we finally framed and hung one of Cameron's digital media projects. It was our collective favorite and after displaying it in Cam's bedroom, we all agreed it looked just right in its spot on the wall.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9dxgZmelyy6VQJK0tT_SaiXcfMalgibB8-eJE_U8Q5I4iuOuHX-21mFtzPT2JyTFbkM3BA_Oby55pstspcwpSAjlOjRxpjJ3b-imYEPwwYNDSc6jkce5qQwJc_NGQjdvUFgyPnx7mamD7HyPBnb6dFovfUc1Apo25brxyQO7b7kIHD-krIWgQKZEUx8m/s4032/IMG_6466.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9dxgZmelyy6VQJK0tT_SaiXcfMalgibB8-eJE_U8Q5I4iuOuHX-21mFtzPT2JyTFbkM3BA_Oby55pstspcwpSAjlOjRxpjJ3b-imYEPwwYNDSc6jkce5qQwJc_NGQjdvUFgyPnx7mamD7HyPBnb6dFovfUc1Apo25brxyQO7b7kIHD-krIWgQKZEUx8m/w200-h150/IMG_6466.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Even though the snow had us stuck inside a bit this week, we were happy to be able to venture out for our AFO delivery. As we were leaving that office, Cam wisely said "I give back to my community and my community gives back to me!"</p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Many times, Cam will ask for verification of information. He will question its source and validity. When his dad told him at 5:30am that Wednesday was indeed a snow day, his quick response was:</i></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, can you check your phone too to make sure?"</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><i>His IT Director father laughed and indicated: </i></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #990000;">"Instead of 2-factor authentication, it's 2-parent authentication!"</span></span></p>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-37995974798994047592024-01-14T14:09:00.216-05:002024-01-19T07:55:42.002-05:00Snowmageddon - Week of Jan. 8th<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Ac47uLs-LQnWcHjuAdc5FqpOEgmxqeJZs__bruaFcJ8Tk1LaPjxzzeRybLd8dRHoYuwrbtSFWKXgsautc7gFWScRKMVmwItf5APE3YXK1dJ0kX5PMGX4JOGhiQ0jK1E5d0Lv8BUeVceIpa_NbkC5-RRixhRpzFdPdtUdWGQW8WuKZSAfy5QmwPWZHzkx/s2046/IMG_6397-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Ac47uLs-LQnWcHjuAdc5FqpOEgmxqeJZs__bruaFcJ8Tk1LaPjxzzeRybLd8dRHoYuwrbtSFWKXgsautc7gFWScRKMVmwItf5APE3YXK1dJ0kX5PMGX4JOGhiQ0jK1E5d0Lv8BUeVceIpa_NbkC5-RRixhRpzFdPdtUdWGQW8WuKZSAfy5QmwPWZHzkx/w150-h200/IMG_6397-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Snow was falling so much like stars filling the dark trees, that one could easily imagine its reason for being nothing more than prettiness." ~Mary Oliver</span></i><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS-h9dkkICCGZd-8tRteDDywfyNAGCydVqyFlO-K3hli_blP-HRWrjDR2vFdgzm8Dn9q7TrxcugnsYjJhYMQN_tYWejogtw5mxaFKg5j0oApNeuZC8YvDppTnvYxjDijjIhSYbHeZHcVy7vdcSBqwfiqZJlSwDmyV6071l5MGC_kzxmDGvujYopyZSA5h0/s4032/IMG_6422.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS-h9dkkICCGZd-8tRteDDywfyNAGCydVqyFlO-K3hli_blP-HRWrjDR2vFdgzm8Dn9q7TrxcugnsYjJhYMQN_tYWejogtw5mxaFKg5j0oApNeuZC8YvDppTnvYxjDijjIhSYbHeZHcVy7vdcSBqwfiqZJlSwDmyV6071l5MGC_kzxmDGvujYopyZSA5h0/w200-h150/IMG_6422.HEIC" width="200" /></a><i> <span style="color: #bf9000;">"A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky- unbidden- and seems like a thing of wonder." ~Susan Orlean</span></i><br /></p><p>It typically seems that a switch is flipped in Michigan when the first big snowfall arrives. After experiencing the lack of the white stuff when our Arizona family was in town, we assumed our big winter weather was inching closer.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwucQWXhRRQLN_YxDJJbmQReLADDnAipigfDyOGlnmVg6wVVgFSRsYSpI_JGYQZJjjpTgUwttPGdHWB_YDifagWb88c8EOErIa7ZKn7lnw0sZGMFZWTCiOxeVQ-RZDRELBEnG-pty10Kk3rLD0innFWOPbKLDJEmGvqdmpA4tOA-MH84E68n41cgKSyh98/s2047/IMG_6420-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2047" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwucQWXhRRQLN_YxDJJbmQReLADDnAipigfDyOGlnmVg6wVVgFSRsYSpI_JGYQZJjjpTgUwttPGdHWB_YDifagWb88c8EOErIa7ZKn7lnw0sZGMFZWTCiOxeVQ-RZDRELBEnG-pty10Kk3rLD0innFWOPbKLDJEmGvqdmpA4tOA-MH84E68n41cgKSyh98/w200-h200/IMG_6420-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Monday evening, we watched our Michigan Wolverines become National Champions! The game went very late so it was the first thing we mentioned to Cam Tuesday morning. Tuesday night, we watched the flakes fall and Wednesday morning, a snow day was declared for Cameron's school district. It was the first one of the year. Thursday, everything went as planned, but a winter storm warning was making headlines. Out of caution, they cancelled school for nearly every district in our vicinity. We received the cancellation notice for Friday at 3pm on Thursday. That was definitely the earliest we have ever seen the closure announcement.<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq3JYlgroUkn9XYCXCocOgMonYifvEw-TgifrS2NNEGSbkrTvB9NOt2V6Zms2ZWtvA_bQ_cEbzoTT4-x8c2fk44YbkTLVbpE6x-XZJomydU4nH5CZAmbYJCQLs6cT2G8eMnxO5sxjw9Dls_dxIm19JWwX1M58btsb_Re0EUbPtFvDiVTN6q_DL8dUGXDNY/s2046/IMG_6412-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq3JYlgroUkn9XYCXCocOgMonYifvEw-TgifrS2NNEGSbkrTvB9NOt2V6Zms2ZWtvA_bQ_cEbzoTT4-x8c2fk44YbkTLVbpE6x-XZJomydU4nH5CZAmbYJCQLs6cT2G8eMnxO5sxjw9Dls_dxIm19JWwX1M58btsb_Re0EUbPtFvDiVTN6q_DL8dUGXDNY/w200-h200/IMG_6412-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>As it seems to go with most extreme weather events, we didn't see any snow until after 1pm on Friday. Cam began to wonder why they had shut everything down, but then the storm was upon us. Since we were essentially stuck inside for the weekend, we made the most of it.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6U26ldj2bEEwtXP_U0TUAl2RiwB6ZHTOcLIIrRre6I8yXaS8J8SSuMvTk9mt9vNCvADUcLD89E39HrIi1ua7-8xjvMLjuG4sq4uGVUURfaKaz8lxsuCPdSmvVexVcHgbqS9p3rsAO6qVuVrggnPa7oyybF_JvhOjdZhyphenhyphen3AKo68SilzdszhJU6Bb_1-aL/s4032/IMG_6433.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6U26ldj2bEEwtXP_U0TUAl2RiwB6ZHTOcLIIrRre6I8yXaS8J8SSuMvTk9mt9vNCvADUcLD89E39HrIi1ua7-8xjvMLjuG4sq4uGVUURfaKaz8lxsuCPdSmvVexVcHgbqS9p3rsAO6qVuVrggnPa7oyybF_JvhOjdZhyphenhyphen3AKo68SilzdszhJU6Bb_1-aL/w200-h150/IMG_6433.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Chris and his son decided it was time to try making homemade french bread. The process took some time between mixing, kneading, rising and finally baking. The end result was tasty. We all agreed though, there would need to be some modifications in any future french bread making endeavors.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAnrl4VvQWvC9kuD150rBx8DsJyOS8BzvZLcxrcmwXU5oEHcYhoz7xVpYVtY89FULy1DwKs026qRz-E48gEd-LMKJly83zakU8ftDQePcVs_tldr0PEMqGDkSx9FjSGzgnf2T8ThT7_EHfv-uTamMpcGThq3qXAtUgQM1LT9jr55AJ9dnKkOFl80apFMO/s4032/IMG_6435.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAnrl4VvQWvC9kuD150rBx8DsJyOS8BzvZLcxrcmwXU5oEHcYhoz7xVpYVtY89FULy1DwKs026qRz-E48gEd-LMKJly83zakU8ftDQePcVs_tldr0PEMqGDkSx9FjSGzgnf2T8ThT7_EHfv-uTamMpcGThq3qXAtUgQM1LT9jr55AJ9dnKkOFl80apFMO/w200-h150/IMG_6435.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div>Cameron was put to work outside, helping clear the sidewalk since it's a bit too narrow for the plow. The very cold temps didn't keep us out for long, but it did feel good to feel the fresh air. Cam is also getting used to his new <a href="http://koolwaysports.com" target="_blank">Koolway Sports</a> "KoolMitts". We ordered them from the company in Canada that makes custom winter wear for individuals needing adaptable clothing. The insulated mitts have an opening for the joystick on Cam's right hand as well as zippers on the side for easy on and off.<p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94VayD2ke04JCEjZNa4OJaAloW1IYtbw7Qz9BlTFsfhaCq3kwCTj4BLmOIiP6xZ6d3Imtr5BIMeVB1FMgcaYI9yF_MMHrdKhERX3Y9F-wzmQEKfOvHC5zjOKlQFSBL76lkeWBNTVnVqDFLcjcSaRxd_zYvGpdk4egcXPQMZZGGWyqta0ri9ZJ6Xman9PK/s4032/IMG_5218.heic" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94VayD2ke04JCEjZNa4OJaAloW1IYtbw7Qz9BlTFsfhaCq3kwCTj4BLmOIiP6xZ6d3Imtr5BIMeVB1FMgcaYI9yF_MMHrdKhERX3Y9F-wzmQEKfOvHC5zjOKlQFSBL76lkeWBNTVnVqDFLcjcSaRxd_zYvGpdk4egcXPQMZZGGWyqta0ri9ZJ6Xman9PK/w121-h161/IMG_5218.heic" width="121" /></a>Indoors, we watched a movie and finished some tidying up still left over from the holidays. We were also experimenting with screencasting video from the iPhone and realized that it made a copy image, almost appearing like a tunnel. Sometimes, you just need to find ways to amuse yourselves.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3a7FVNTfNwj31SCnmsjJeAY1CGrv3AuN8BthhChfNDoFqSobFLD91jrTQuefVEVqqFyr9DvY1wQ_Zl9GOz0edZH9Ntph4XwobUafOm3Ki8pziu1B3t2Wg5N_w4her9gvUpRZbjjDX7daeR0vFVt824pkhlzLgo_NjkdbP6TJFJitkSxFElHKXxvl_144E/s4032/IMG_6429.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="99" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3a7FVNTfNwj31SCnmsjJeAY1CGrv3AuN8BthhChfNDoFqSobFLD91jrTQuefVEVqqFyr9DvY1wQ_Zl9GOz0edZH9Ntph4XwobUafOm3Ki8pziu1B3t2Wg5N_w4her9gvUpRZbjjDX7daeR0vFVt824pkhlzLgo_NjkdbP6TJFJitkSxFElHKXxvl_144E/w131-h99/IMG_6429.HEIC" width="131" /></a></p><p>Outside we watched the deer huddle together under the trees blanketed with snow. It's good they can keep each warm, much like our own family inside.</p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyYwiyOKWXje79dtNiDjdhrzjWGI4YVtEiwaxV_jLoIyrBiT3-ypeHoHWpqWT0B9vDN55eip1L_2AhlSoSLeG_eCnHXYhZ4TRaP5LJZCy3xaKFcUGnTsn6zK5vF4PWjgalf8bO5WD5yhShL2Fu10pp8T72_GFYoeQNpxSjyacproZTiLtE61O2DnleEn6N/s4032/IMG_6430.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="135" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyYwiyOKWXje79dtNiDjdhrzjWGI4YVtEiwaxV_jLoIyrBiT3-ypeHoHWpqWT0B9vDN55eip1L_2AhlSoSLeG_eCnHXYhZ4TRaP5LJZCy3xaKFcUGnTsn6zK5vF4PWjgalf8bO5WD5yhShL2Fu10pp8T72_GFYoeQNpxSjyacproZTiLtE61O2DnleEn6N/w101-h135/IMG_6430.HEIC" width="101" /></a><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>This week's Camology centers around a story told by Chris from his Friday workday. While welcoming new employees, he noted that one of them was wearing boots with a metallic tip at the point. He commented that she was lucky to be wearing her "steel-toed boots." </i></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Another employee asked if Chris was a dad. At this point in the story, Cam commented:</i><i><br /></i><span style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe;">"Ha! Dad, it was a 'bad dad joke'!"</span></span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-86632222534637133052024-01-07T14:00:00.183-05:002024-01-13T13:31:27.992-05:00Score in 2024! - Week of Jan. 1st<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTVHC3tOKcJOAcZVlHIspXnZCmt8LYSxLa6FaCyouFQxpgg_YjaKlz2kQ_ebe19DCGEKGSdl5_iPxIQU9BNpYptfZcVJWqWCmclnw-Y8LcKTfztlHHZjKOt7DXjZujUicCh3Qob-_HX4hUMHvxge04xP3VST2EDbrfj6uzHE2ja_YmdPytQF_qHHlbO43o/s4608/IMG_3692-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="2592" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTVHC3tOKcJOAcZVlHIspXnZCmt8LYSxLa6FaCyouFQxpgg_YjaKlz2kQ_ebe19DCGEKGSdl5_iPxIQU9BNpYptfZcVJWqWCmclnw-Y8LcKTfztlHHZjKOt7DXjZujUicCh3Qob-_HX4hUMHvxge04xP3VST2EDbrfj6uzHE2ja_YmdPytQF_qHHlbO43o/w113-h200/IMG_3692-COLLAGE.jpg" width="113" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #b45f06;">"And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been." ~Rainer Maria Rilke</span></i><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JywJ5Al-NogFqcBvxj8RychXOWATo2fevxdbbTh5b6WrhZRtwuxX7lpkHctHGpBMpcCmqa5aPN0VDxVhRYR69ks8a7My6YLL-5YJiQcgrXjgJRfip4N_GzA7G2FhdcQL2SLG9MxO5IRlq0DmWHZZD8B8b8ROIxG7x-CQeg98nEZsI_27pAMdkAhcALU5/s2046/IMG_6329-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JywJ5Al-NogFqcBvxj8RychXOWATo2fevxdbbTh5b6WrhZRtwuxX7lpkHctHGpBMpcCmqa5aPN0VDxVhRYR69ks8a7My6YLL-5YJiQcgrXjgJRfip4N_GzA7G2FhdcQL2SLG9MxO5IRlq0DmWHZZD8B8b8ROIxG7x-CQeg98nEZsI_27pAMdkAhcALU5/w200-h200/IMG_6329-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Waking up to 2024 included a delicious breakfast made by Chris. </p><p>As we said goodbye to 2023 and welcomed January 1st, Jane suggested they take down all of the holiday decorations. Cam and Layna weren't too sure at first, but finally agreed it would be a fun project. The cousins worked together as the bins were brought up from downstairs to put everything away. Chris hoisted Jalayna on his shoulders to reach the tippy top ornaments. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirR1OLrELt1sGdklzMhyphenhyphen39TCMCssMTimKwjMeF4a4kHEknQLsUI8d9CvjjAZW6Ef6YlMfsOznetfTFLJTe0MkPDueBwtslU3krH6QGmuiskmVsfT8TTq_GNDFbn__qAhXggp6Zt1bZgCal5lJjg3VnOkZy6_MdH0ZT-DDz6zwr7qIXDoh6DPIm6oISrw3O/s3654/IMG_5184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3654" height="166" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirR1OLrELt1sGdklzMhyphenhyphen39TCMCssMTimKwjMeF4a4kHEknQLsUI8d9CvjjAZW6Ef6YlMfsOznetfTFLJTe0MkPDueBwtslU3krH6QGmuiskmVsfT8TTq_GNDFbn__qAhXggp6Zt1bZgCal5lJjg3VnOkZy6_MdH0ZT-DDz6zwr7qIXDoh6DPIm6oISrw3O/w200-h166/IMG_5184.jpg" width="200" /></a>In just a couple of hours, the living room appeared much more sparse as the Rose Bowl parade became our backdrop on the tv.</p><p>The first day of 2024 was also the day of the 110th Rose Bowl. The much-anticipated football game was scheduled between No. 1 Michigan and No. 4 Alabama with kickoff at 4pm. Michigan came out strong and by halftime, held a small lead. We ordered Smoky Bones delivery in honor of the big game and our neighbor, Dave, joined in our festivities. It was an exciting match up, with ups and downs. As the clock expired, we were headed into overtime. The final score was 27-20 with our Michigan team victorious! Our family proudly displayed our U of M shirts in anticipation of a win.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICfF8aJa_ihzpmDaQg2bjuDa41V2SIpq3I5cq7MCAuoDhY78eXpUUbxmCHlk5q_NPAIyXzyn5gyNMfTVyqf-1Ah2DwRB2jdcF6glPUOSrAfdV7VAETFdunyvKP9VjN1pSPZF73JS8k4jShKbILQfHC8P8DWDOCKtmiOmk73JKKLNr2GkQcilof1xyR_KB/s2724/IMG_5190.heic" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2294" data-original-width="2724" height="152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICfF8aJa_ihzpmDaQg2bjuDa41V2SIpq3I5cq7MCAuoDhY78eXpUUbxmCHlk5q_NPAIyXzyn5gyNMfTVyqf-1Ah2DwRB2jdcF6glPUOSrAfdV7VAETFdunyvKP9VjN1pSPZF73JS8k4jShKbILQfHC8P8DWDOCKtmiOmk73JKKLNr2GkQcilof1xyR_KB/w181-h152/IMG_5190.heic" width="181" /></a>As we headed into the final couple of days with Grandma Sue, Uncle John and Layna, we made the most of our time. The cousin duo was not able to complete the chicken tenders/donuts challenge, so it is to be continued during their summer visit. However, they did have the following conclusions:</p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Detroit Wing Company beat out Cousins for the chicken tenders and onion rings.<br /><br /></li><li>Cindy's Donuts beat out Sprinkles for the donuts. Layna's favorite is glazed and sprinkles. Cam's favorite is chocolate frosting and Grandma Sue indulged in their delicious apple fritters.</li></ul><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPMXgjvYKdd6zEb1nbWhbuE3MMfGn3hrd0ez3U9cy4XPd8FhLpCFlh3-E9y3zkm4W01dkTkahi9Brtewo_m_eRbmkHPLffeIPq1jF60M6k-gG1AcDpXowgj6rTn0W_6gshDlIomOSKdSih47ueOJfe0sXpLvGb1BCIvyL3NN7Ht47MFVDavJDZtk0wm00/s3080/IMG_6376.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3080" data-original-width="2006" height="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPMXgjvYKdd6zEb1nbWhbuE3MMfGn3hrd0ez3U9cy4XPd8FhLpCFlh3-E9y3zkm4W01dkTkahi9Brtewo_m_eRbmkHPLffeIPq1jF60M6k-gG1AcDpXowgj6rTn0W_6gshDlIomOSKdSih47ueOJfe0sXpLvGb1BCIvyL3NN7Ht47MFVDavJDZtk0wm00/w101-h155/IMG_6376.HEIC" width="101" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNiH77iwDjFh8dIZVkiJWjd7PmhmwBnvGGSOSJM6PTX-sK_nzRSVEqH-GUxHKc58z92jEONxIik72tkC1R07hJHcGbCNTKo2rEyjAE-DO2twjRCRCfoY09xMCGcF31EmY4OioR1Wou2vUHJ0r6jVZrVvSWBB1kjj4jL3Okr_tyBygfNuOuMzt_qSoM_bru/s4032/IMG_6338.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="141" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNiH77iwDjFh8dIZVkiJWjd7PmhmwBnvGGSOSJM6PTX-sK_nzRSVEqH-GUxHKc58z92jEONxIik72tkC1R07hJHcGbCNTKo2rEyjAE-DO2twjRCRCfoY09xMCGcF31EmY4OioR1Wou2vUHJ0r6jVZrVvSWBB1kjj4jL3Okr_tyBygfNuOuMzt_qSoM_bru/w106-h141/IMG_6338.HEIC" width="106" /></a>Layna took over nightly reading time with Cam which was fun for them both. Grandma Sue found a favorite afternoon spot in our lower level.</p><p>Wednesday evening, Chris and Jane treated brother John to dinner downtown. Amanda stayed to hang out with everyone at home. <br /><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilWNIRZ65SovXjOPt02M7tkj5h8oU26Nc1fDCi-btw_tgrcSi0IuVwzyEnoYz9eQsseqN5EepcE_HTJP8EUNuUY2dwwFORLqd5HslNpUKKXc4coDbjVDYsT5Jh8Sqa-hmwVJH0pck0UN5Y4L4uG2EAqkL3w1s1JB6xxnNFNm20w7mGbbHMAKw5HDn8dt8l/s3345/IMG_6359.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3345" data-original-width="2638" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilWNIRZ65SovXjOPt02M7tkj5h8oU26Nc1fDCi-btw_tgrcSi0IuVwzyEnoYz9eQsseqN5EepcE_HTJP8EUNuUY2dwwFORLqd5HslNpUKKXc4coDbjVDYsT5Jh8Sqa-hmwVJH0pck0UN5Y4L4uG2EAqkL3w1s1JB6xxnNFNm20w7mGbbHMAKw5HDn8dt8l/w158-h200/IMG_6359.HEIC" width="158" /></a>As our visits have now become more frequent with Chris's family, we feel that undeniable connection with each of them. </p><p>Listening to stories about John and Chris when they were younger has become a favorite activity for Cam and Jane. Even as adults, we laugh as the brothers challenge each other in little ways, tease each other and share many traits that are exactly alike.</p><p>None of us expected to see such a strong friendship form between Cam and Jalayna. They are supportive of each other, make each other laugh to the point of their eyes watering and both are big fans of chicken tenders and donuts!</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXONEZCNVZkilgPMNnD9rVdXdmm6AJO2-pNgT6eXwSEptt3gKDNa4mQ1pIxgTPZzjoIsQD8l6-GtJoHXi2_0VIhoaBIuFoNp8jGqsmOTGhSKHGPESYoOLVdVuGgyAvncI5kfJB4nFHGN2OVxuo8vj3XWQXvRa70-gII1plt33i85MOjKAbU1M5bJjlHJz/s4032/IMG_6387.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXONEZCNVZkilgPMNnD9rVdXdmm6AJO2-pNgT6eXwSEptt3gKDNa4mQ1pIxgTPZzjoIsQD8l6-GtJoHXi2_0VIhoaBIuFoNp8jGqsmOTGhSKHGPESYoOLVdVuGgyAvncI5kfJB4nFHGN2OVxuo8vj3XWQXvRa70-gII1plt33i85MOjKAbU1M5bJjlHJz/w150-h200/IMG_6387.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Thursday morning we said our farewells, trying not to be too sad since we know they will visit again this summer. Each of us commented at different times throughout the weekend that it was too quiet. After all of the activity of extended family visits, our home seemed super silent. </p><p>Michael J. Fox is quoted as saying "Family is not an important thing. It's everything." Time spent with all of our extended family definitely speaks to that phrase.<br /></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Cameron absolutely appreciates others sharing his own opinion. It seems he truly prefers the affirmation. Lately, after making a statement about something, he immediately follows up (in a persuasive, nice tone) with the phrase:</i></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Don't you agree?"</span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-63517537788393109862023-12-31T11:42:00.226-05:002024-01-06T17:16:31.493-05:00Christmas Togetherness - Week of Dec. 25th<p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZkJvPCwzgIULXurbhD314oN5iZgcP5b6ssI16IDLs1woqZcpudQVlNF6dfX975iKGKjk2AC7JSLw_rZcdCHmUfkyCOS1aCJkhvEwBcXY3Ezmg05wOTtODWhTppEPyp2Qcmpq236uilG0k7erytQJWBtcnXx6hYTFFSKfTTIQR0ymUi0gH8ZRni8ZOBENT/s2046/IMG_6227-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZkJvPCwzgIULXurbhD314oN5iZgcP5b6ssI16IDLs1woqZcpudQVlNF6dfX975iKGKjk2AC7JSLw_rZcdCHmUfkyCOS1aCJkhvEwBcXY3Ezmg05wOTtODWhTppEPyp2Qcmpq236uilG0k7erytQJWBtcnXx6hYTFFSKfTTIQR0ymUi0gH8ZRni8ZOBENT/w200-h200/IMG_6227-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></span></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">"And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more." </span></span><span style="color: red;">~Dr. Seuss</span><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kzxaFGXQCyiCcxN4y8zD0637t4zVHlcPdSzSKdlQJZuktWe_8Rc0gv4OZSOTH1GxhwYx5ic_Oqc2uibDRWYmCCp0LFTtwweuHA3l8LGtftKKn22zLUKc21nhxKQshekv2GcjyXj9va7MIp3JhQEmnzlg2MBo8SFFccAs9Lv690CW84gDLLM-Ms45yDzB/s1136/Cam_screenshot.png" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1136" data-original-width="858" height="128" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kzxaFGXQCyiCcxN4y8zD0637t4zVHlcPdSzSKdlQJZuktWe_8Rc0gv4OZSOTH1GxhwYx5ic_Oqc2uibDRWYmCCp0LFTtwweuHA3l8LGtftKKn22zLUKc21nhxKQshekv2GcjyXj9va7MIp3JhQEmnzlg2MBo8SFFccAs9Lv690CW84gDLLM-Ms45yDzB/w97-h128/Cam_screenshot.png" width="97" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-zFA4zuhNAPgynmnzHdD1QybEXGbrr5aiyqfWdhqUrxhfJ7Y0GnS1TETgCEo1lf4z21UeNKxiMXduJ8ay8SRWpCZzG3bWhNrEd7PAWKJDzzCI-bE-9SX1Wha0g7wmANlRxgNljt78aGOWafgatJGZffQtj1u9WjmZHwmxTzhyphenhyphen9UBJGx2Cn-aTtd-Lu-M/s1136/Screenshot%202024-01-03%20164515.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1136" data-original-width="852" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-zFA4zuhNAPgynmnzHdD1QybEXGbrr5aiyqfWdhqUrxhfJ7Y0GnS1TETgCEo1lf4z21UeNKxiMXduJ8ay8SRWpCZzG3bWhNrEd7PAWKJDzzCI-bE-9SX1Wha0g7wmANlRxgNljt78aGOWafgatJGZffQtj1u9WjmZHwmxTzhyphenhyphen9UBJGx2Cn-aTtd-Lu-M/w91-h120/Screenshot%202024-01-03%20164515.png" width="91" /></a>When Cameron was younger, waking up very early on Christmas morning was the norm. With more family members with us on this special holiday, everyone slept in a bit and we enjoyed a leisurely day. Each person opened one gift at a time. Grandma Sue and Jalayna had never celebrated in our home, so it was fun to add them to our traditions. We have always seen Oma and Opa for the holiday and we all agreed that it was so special to bring our families together.<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKu2S8h6E4CURujGLoQhCuKBeH1aCCQsgIM0vPooo80RHQYylUt49va5C8PJr0lHviZxEVSsKcOI3Q1APYM9WIjsmae4w-V9Iyq9PRxhgeOzSerqy2zZ-uCxILVkXpiy_LPZoE2egeNCNux3U1rrIRfI710dOxn-OcEkwuF01lUXVhR3WElxU2-hnFkE6e/s2046/IMG_6232-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKu2S8h6E4CURujGLoQhCuKBeH1aCCQsgIM0vPooo80RHQYylUt49va5C8PJr0lHviZxEVSsKcOI3Q1APYM9WIjsmae4w-V9Iyq9PRxhgeOzSerqy2zZ-uCxILVkXpiy_LPZoE2egeNCNux3U1rrIRfI710dOxn-OcEkwuF01lUXVhR3WElxU2-hnFkE6e/w200-h200/IMG_6232-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Jane created two challenges for the cousins, Cam and Layna. Cameron was presented with a chicken tender one and Layna read her donut challenge. Each indicated that their cousin would be their consultant to test and then rate establishments in the area to determine which was best. Each one read "This is your Christmas challenge, should you choose to accept it. Please rate the best (chicken tenders or donuts) in Grand Rapids! Your cousin is your partner in this challenge to consult with about your rating. Your rating of each location will be the final score!"</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv28B7qw-lEoxakU98dsoe5kzBUCj1L4370vShjVspBzNYVTHlcj7C-8_nNXRuaLPAB2uyEwIADLREknrU-dwuGo6VcNex6Ae8EzTDXOQu-LO8pYQVb9jRdhdC1yIokPuIxoVT9QYQ4gC5G3-45lt9QZ6yBSKXTvde8SBz_bZcWfmT5qbR5AWCByiN0u8g/s2046/IMG_6240-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv28B7qw-lEoxakU98dsoe5kzBUCj1L4370vShjVspBzNYVTHlcj7C-8_nNXRuaLPAB2uyEwIADLREknrU-dwuGo6VcNex6Ae8EzTDXOQu-LO8pYQVb9jRdhdC1yIokPuIxoVT9QYQ4gC5G3-45lt9QZ6yBSKXTvde8SBz_bZcWfmT5qbR5AWCByiN0u8g/w200-h200/IMG_6240-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Grandma Sue was busy sewing and gave each of us something she had made. Oma and Opa made a trip to the Marushka store in Grand Haven to give everyone a unique piece of clothing only found in their city. Cam opened a heated vest to use for skiing and Jane unwrapped a temperature controlled mug to allow her to continue work in her office instead of heading to the microwave for multiple reheats! Chris received a new camo jacket for snowboarding and Cam opened tickets to accompany his parents to a Griffins hockey game in February.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhklwpFeEwqnKYHnmQJNbo6iC3mazklpKCuQUsAYVw5hia5801BGSMb9_JRo2CwDGDNQSplYyTzKLCdIkeTeQTRf2U9tE03mtgeV_A8_9QTpapD0Ixy-MupaTEPm4ss25DIau7aL4UR-PLCss6Wmw2_6W9jFbVzj-Mtm1jbqgr_pvrqC7q5XHPglIOW61tN/s2046/IMG_5151-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhklwpFeEwqnKYHnmQJNbo6iC3mazklpKCuQUsAYVw5hia5801BGSMb9_JRo2CwDGDNQSplYyTzKLCdIkeTeQTRf2U9tE03mtgeV_A8_9QTpapD0Ixy-MupaTEPm4ss25DIau7aL4UR-PLCss6Wmw2_6W9jFbVzj-Mtm1jbqgr_pvrqC7q5XHPglIOW61tN/w200-h200/IMG_5151-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Chris and Jane decided to invest in a family membership to Frederick Meijer Gardens. Our gift to our collective family was to treat everyone to a trip to the botanical garden on Tuesday to see "Christmas Around the World." The holiday exhibition honors cultures across the globe with more than 40 unique displays depicting fact and folklore, past and present. Some of our favorites were Germany and Lithuania. After perusing the decorations and seeing a short film about the history of the displays, we ventured to the Garden cafe for cocoa, coffee and tea.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDDXJKOB5mXG8CmqoBKSqQKrYtRHi_mYmfUTuN2e8lvyPkhxwaELHWgXY97YUUQFP_OYpkBJGpwqHR28vObXGMA6BpzXSc-pKWm1qEGdveLmRqSUgAmGXEpYnOoNEOqFNGR863JsF5gtTrIOppqdJAKsd2z9DrIr_vnwawSjPmmN61kc7ZsrpKwmnD9-Xl/s2046/IMG_6258-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDDXJKOB5mXG8CmqoBKSqQKrYtRHi_mYmfUTuN2e8lvyPkhxwaELHWgXY97YUUQFP_OYpkBJGpwqHR28vObXGMA6BpzXSc-pKWm1qEGdveLmRqSUgAmGXEpYnOoNEOqFNGR863JsF5gtTrIOppqdJAKsd2z9DrIr_vnwawSjPmmN61kc7ZsrpKwmnD9-Xl/w200-h200/IMG_6258-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></p><p>Over the course of the week, we relaxed and watched Christmas movies including Home Alone, Arthur Christmas and Christmas with the Kranks. Cam and Layna started their quest to find the tastiest donuts and chicken tenders. Games were played and it was fun to see the grandmas together, chatting and catching up.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_sAAGrCImnhUsa-gx3buguai5VHi-IU1RflKf8QCptDXz2KAZWApBU_uTI6JTRbDtOSg2vBluV5chj17Rvv2XHOx4VlR9Go-agT9tY8QEGDaa9a0sRbwMIewT558xJ_vHRnsTtw745hT7N8BAi0DJd0k-PlDS-JQFKio5Rz3iBarTSQ4IldgKp9RWw-2/s2047/IMG_6273-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2047" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_sAAGrCImnhUsa-gx3buguai5VHi-IU1RflKf8QCptDXz2KAZWApBU_uTI6JTRbDtOSg2vBluV5chj17Rvv2XHOx4VlR9Go-agT9tY8QEGDaa9a0sRbwMIewT558xJ_vHRnsTtw745hT7N8BAi0DJd0k-PlDS-JQFKio5Rz3iBarTSQ4IldgKp9RWw-2/w200-h200/IMG_6273-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Jane drove Oma and Opa back on Wednesday afternoon and told them it would only be a couple of weeks until we'd see them again. Amanda joined us for a couple of days and the cousins enjoyed taking her dog Otis for a walk.</p><p>Layna was intrigued by the frosty ground one morning and had to go outside and touch the pine tree just to see what it was all about.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOfQYWvQmMAGJz3ZW8-TVy1SA5_nOMVKA5ttRqEZ2PTl4AQ0aNqyy9CBnXfFYH2-eRaxGsk6yH6nOjgCbMHPR-GenpoX6k6qeVedWvUWFOEgAS8MkoGq2yLMJ73TTaTNrJSgnOs6_jBL0e6KcjCr2Vuxs9wcfWITE6zGk3VG3WnEQXV8yIXglNvpv5SdR4/s2047/IMG_5178-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2047" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOfQYWvQmMAGJz3ZW8-TVy1SA5_nOMVKA5ttRqEZ2PTl4AQ0aNqyy9CBnXfFYH2-eRaxGsk6yH6nOjgCbMHPR-GenpoX6k6qeVedWvUWFOEgAS8MkoGq2yLMJ73TTaTNrJSgnOs6_jBL0e6KcjCr2Vuxs9wcfWITE6zGk3VG3WnEQXV8yIXglNvpv5SdR4/w200-h200/IMG_5178-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>We welcomed Jalayna's dad, Cam's Uncle John, very late Friday. We were so happy to have him with us from Arizona. John had a chance to relax on Saturday.</p><p>Chris and his older brother had some time to themselves while Jane and Grandma Sue hung out with the kids. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWBnLGWoz-gW00N2ocAiv47_eJQ8O-Kl_5rR8H3_jzs-dzSVLGzTipF2eG4JtSd5OLr6vKc5rbnZnWIniCNYhodC46SlaCbNCdFP8dU5hfFP5rSTNR_buoBEFo-88C0AbpuU2m4-HG9s6iiQLaiSc79x_Br4CrOnn1kj0NZk36oSp3j9AKSwoRiT5uH30/s4032/IMG_6262.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWBnLGWoz-gW00N2ocAiv47_eJQ8O-Kl_5rR8H3_jzs-dzSVLGzTipF2eG4JtSd5OLr6vKc5rbnZnWIniCNYhodC46SlaCbNCdFP8dU5hfFP5rSTNR_buoBEFo-88C0AbpuU2m4-HG9s6iiQLaiSc79x_Br4CrOnn1kj0NZk36oSp3j9AKSwoRiT5uH30/w120-h160/IMG_6262.HEIC" width="120" /></a>Sunday afternoon, we prepared for our New Year's Eve celebration after a trip to the grocery store. Dips, chicken wings, side dishes and fruit made up our menu. We toasted each other with sparkling cider, which we all declared quite tasty. We all talked about things we would stop doing in 2024, instead of making promises to start something else. After all, Tennyson said "Ring out the false, ring in the true."</p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><p><span style="color: red;"></span></p><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Cameron often sees things differently than some. After discussing a difficult situation between two individuals, Cam offered up the most simplistic, straightforward solution:</i></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Maybe they just need to say 'I'm sorry'."</span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-14285724415617409992023-12-24T19:06:00.239-05:002023-12-29T16:15:38.290-05:00Family Festivities - Week of Dec. 18th<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDBqjcwjQaflobAadExA9f-arSFXRde_KxobWKz-9oSKWfoadYvFX1u3tZcT853Jt4LOciX8kZziOGm5N4kO-Pfp4lNbfw7vaMJhdeehntJW9RxlonmFIyzuVBDGqo56I5b_TV_KVw4VeTDGNHGZNsqJyKlHIWcJyR_5ylaKwW7LZ9QsR_aLnVGtVyOaEQ/s2046/IMG_5120-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDBqjcwjQaflobAadExA9f-arSFXRde_KxobWKz-9oSKWfoadYvFX1u3tZcT853Jt4LOciX8kZziOGm5N4kO-Pfp4lNbfw7vaMJhdeehntJW9RxlonmFIyzuVBDGqo56I5b_TV_KVw4VeTDGNHGZNsqJyKlHIWcJyR_5ylaKwW7LZ9QsR_aLnVGtVyOaEQ/w150-h200/IMG_5120-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a></div></span></span><div><i><span style="color: red;">“Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.” ~Hamilton Wright Mabie</span></i></div><div><i><span style="color: #38761d;">“Strange, isn’t it? Each man’s life touches so many other lives. When he isn’t around, he leaves an awful hole, doesn’t he?” ~Clarence, It’s a Wonderful Life</span> </i></div><div><br /></div><div>For the first time in Cameron's 16 years, we would welcome both grandmothers for the Christmas holiday!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLD3EGOoW07VlG8BwrJIAhEZQohXe1mfotsOMA0icy1oUDdZENxbC7voFGJ-TJZezGVWVefHP9DAtd9GZkR7j0BikXRQrTIooxlpL-5BaqaQmMNUZI83jBJ6MmrdUQ0A7i1OsdgHcg4zDkGLc2zTGAEn4v4ze7A2MjY7C3zEGIrql0YoKvEFiLQJMgYOmA/s2046/IMG_6160-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2046" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLD3EGOoW07VlG8BwrJIAhEZQohXe1mfotsOMA0icy1oUDdZENxbC7voFGJ-TJZezGVWVefHP9DAtd9GZkR7j0BikXRQrTIooxlpL-5BaqaQmMNUZI83jBJ6MmrdUQ0A7i1OsdgHcg4zDkGLc2zTGAEn4v4ze7A2MjY7C3zEGIrql0YoKvEFiLQJMgYOmA/w200-h150/IMG_6160-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Grandma Sue and cousin Jalayna arrived Monday evening from Arizona. We were so excited to have them with us for an extended timeframe. The first activity began Wednesday for the cousins. Layna accompanied Cameron and his dad to the power soccer practice. Afterwards, they all enjoyed a pizza party with the entire group.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFnfL88Vh970AdniPHKs7cFVWHsMnCD-lePNBDeNmay2lr11hC6MKbWXAJDMO1h4cP9hlaWKF5f3WzVZF8p-Pcl2iqUto_3sPjDy19BLmOq3muphA7LEQOBmwtD-eqnPXD-BnwSd4dwpwqyb7kE4w7ZvLzZ73ww5bNrM3nq4Nb2TZdhgho-V0E_v3CKru/s3088/IMG_6170.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFnfL88Vh970AdniPHKs7cFVWHsMnCD-lePNBDeNmay2lr11hC6MKbWXAJDMO1h4cP9hlaWKF5f3WzVZF8p-Pcl2iqUto_3sPjDy19BLmOq3muphA7LEQOBmwtD-eqnPXD-BnwSd4dwpwqyb7kE4w7ZvLzZ73ww5bNrM3nq4Nb2TZdhgho-V0E_v3CKru/w150-h200/IMG_6170.HEIC" width="150" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>On Thursday, Jane helped prepare her son and niece for cookie decorating, complete with three frosting colors, sparkles and sprinkles. The kitchen looked very festive upon completion and the taste-testers declared their Christmas cookies most delicious!</div><div><br /></div><div>That evening, Grandma Sue, Jane, Cam and Layna headed to the Christmas Lite Show set up in the ballpark parking lot. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiahIpnx4orXC61j11GgvNdPzSC75qPInNuFhlPN4TrqwkbeKg8rPLKMAT3gQ5dkplW3bBZx8MU-DQvdhfxN5XXq1JkVfkDY2m6JDXb-tRBwehBLnbezQdR0Eo6l1coScbHV-uewDCikksLoO4xZNspH9wsfkxV1n8XVsuOiUBbz4-_1adyIEZL46DP4vaG/s2046/IMG_6171-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiahIpnx4orXC61j11GgvNdPzSC75qPInNuFhlPN4TrqwkbeKg8rPLKMAT3gQ5dkplW3bBZx8MU-DQvdhfxN5XXq1JkVfkDY2m6JDXb-tRBwehBLnbezQdR0Eo6l1coScbHV-uewDCikksLoO4xZNspH9wsfkxV1n8XVsuOiUBbz4-_1adyIEZL46DP4vaG/w150-h200/IMG_6171-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>William (Bill) Schrader is a hero- an American hero after his service to the country, and a hero to the thousands of children who come to experience his bright vision of Christmas each year.
After completing a successful military career, returning to West Michigan as a wounded war veteran, he began lighting the way to creating a West Michigan Christmas Tradition.
Bill and his family spent the days leading up to Christmas each year driving through West Michigan <br /> neighborhoods that were elaborately decked in lights. These memories were so cherished by both Bill and his wife, as well as their 3 children. </i></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>One night, sitting around a campfire, Bill shared these memories with family friends who held the same passion for Christmas and family fun. The next day, Bill went to the LMCU Ballpark office and asked to lease the parking lot so that he could bring this fun attraction to West Michigan. </i></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDtPekvSAOHYJC2pNIBXxxM3cdGoU1pr55LYwUmLE__Nhfo0DxdukafCJxpONFCjfIyJuC5S27dYFAYrK4_bvjgjrIUxng6hZw9L8ugX8Ow1CReUWOGwodFEpHUhb0JUB05tSrQPZvoaHucbjAJXmlcc_Tv0uQ_NHzWADeh7A3-bFKIr2gkYjcMsPwltv/s2046/IMG_6176-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDtPekvSAOHYJC2pNIBXxxM3cdGoU1pr55LYwUmLE__Nhfo0DxdukafCJxpONFCjfIyJuC5S27dYFAYrK4_bvjgjrIUxng6hZw9L8ugX8Ow1CReUWOGwodFEpHUhb0JUB05tSrQPZvoaHucbjAJXmlcc_Tv0uQ_NHzWADeh7A3-bFKIr2gkYjcMsPwltv/w200-h200/IMG_6176-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>In the last 25 years, the Christmas Lite Show team of mostly Veterans has grown from 5 to over 30. It has also grown from generators, gas cans, and mile-long extension cords to transformers, power boxes, and 100% LEDs, and from 1 semi trailer full of lights to 8!
Today, the Christmas Lite Show is a family business, known as the largest light show display in West Michigan. Bill’s team of family and friends work hard year-round to bring new and exciting displays and experiences every year during the 40-night season. The Christmas Lite Show has become a Christmas tradition for over 50,000 visitors each year.
The spirit of Christmas, to Bill and the team, is about spreading joy and good fortune to our community. They carry out this spirit by supporting and donating to local organizations like the Grand Rapids Veterans Home. </i></span></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwx6I7RMYub4zHqq-O8QXHLc-icGy3BIt5UeBkaeSX5hc-DsnAJWRdkvGWQAY0l3_gdfpurp2a0BbCEorBiUnAwPQGqaaEBH5EOcQ1hm_IA8NeKL-Dj7vCHOSNfMw0cS86S8zKtBLBpeIKwVj6X6oSqwORDugKAuhOLqlNX36GiNYX39nX-0LgzY24_hR/s3088/IMG_6191.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwx6I7RMYub4zHqq-O8QXHLc-icGy3BIt5UeBkaeSX5hc-DsnAJWRdkvGWQAY0l3_gdfpurp2a0BbCEorBiUnAwPQGqaaEBH5EOcQ1hm_IA8NeKL-Dj7vCHOSNfMw0cS86S8zKtBLBpeIKwVj6X6oSqwORDugKAuhOLqlNX36GiNYX39nX-0LgzY24_hR/w150-h200/IMG_6191.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Friday was filled with togetherness, games and general silliness. It was Cam's last half day of school before beginning his official winter break. Layna and Chris ran down the driveway to meet Cameron and then they all proceeded to race up to the house.<br />Cam and his cousin, Layna, love choosing different activities that everyone can take part in. Guesstures became a favorite game.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVYQdDXRwJz3-yjyMXgdecPe5U7KWZnoBVlMsbAGxKxIkzWfzJ309wm6ACdtVxmCPVoqDN6j__MFoOKFdRSpfzZfljZg5xXCLCceIzgeqsgOp9LRrWBTgUtMmsf9gcFs-X4aVwRl_QfeWHhEekRylS_lZ2BdXlNrD9iVpsm3ZzL0j-E74OIHkza-4K97Jq/s2046/IMG_0409-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVYQdDXRwJz3-yjyMXgdecPe5U7KWZnoBVlMsbAGxKxIkzWfzJ309wm6ACdtVxmCPVoqDN6j__MFoOKFdRSpfzZfljZg5xXCLCceIzgeqsgOp9LRrWBTgUtMmsf9gcFs-X4aVwRl_QfeWHhEekRylS_lZ2BdXlNrD9iVpsm3ZzL0j-E74OIHkza-4K97Jq/w200-h200/IMG_0409-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>On Saturday, Jane made her way to Grand Haven to pick up Oma and Opa. The mild weather made for an easy trip. Our flank steak dinner that evening was a hit. It was hard to believe that Christmas Eve was already here on Sunday. </div><div>We made our way to the church service at 4pm at Thornapple Covenant. We sat with our dear friends, the Raisch fam.</div><div>Silent Night and Go Tell It on the Mountain were the last two hymns. LED lights were passed out to everyone to bring light from the church into your home. It was a powerful message.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZ7fB-lwRD_H1pN_1iRHAHdReHNkxh-2l2jZLr2CfHQwCKtcWIRKoNTXRnQbjT0whyphenhyphenLYkyS2relsN4H5I0iGR7Kc6_TeUJlchKnqUTOS6reYrgR2E646lqk225tmdyqlC8iq5Htt6cKjruw23scS3GAKjeS4eNBdPfYroGT5c04kZvo56rEWJ68VbhM1h/s2046/IMG_6204-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZ7fB-lwRD_H1pN_1iRHAHdReHNkxh-2l2jZLr2CfHQwCKtcWIRKoNTXRnQbjT0whyphenhyphenLYkyS2relsN4H5I0iGR7Kc6_TeUJlchKnqUTOS6reYrgR2E646lqk225tmdyqlC8iq5Htt6cKjruw23scS3GAKjeS4eNBdPfYroGT5c04kZvo56rEWJ68VbhM1h/w200-h200/IMG_6204-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Upon arrival back at the house, we prepared our meal of seven fishes. We welcomed cousins Max and Coco and the kiddos shortly after. They brought perch from Old Channel Inn and the largest container of tartar sauce we had ever seen! It was such a special evening with all of the cousins playing together, grandparents watching over everyone and feasting on all of the different types of fish. Before Chris and Jane headed to bed, the stockings were hung by the chimney with care and we all settled in for a good night's rest! </div><div><br /><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></div><div><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Cam likes to provide his point of view. After discussing a family matter, Cam indicated a way to deal with something and stated, </i></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"It may give her a different perspective."</span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-15947772573337739432023-12-17T19:01:00.171-05:002023-12-21T13:33:43.874-05:00 Wrap It Up - Week of Dec. 11th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCOtdCy17JjiAYzMz9MvgT7VmTOdS9Qzuo9lTq_As2hOyDlch_qpJqNvLu9b5lIU2i-vF1IV_9x4VyiNUr-YGnyknEFubfSgobwjf6sDGUpBXqNADdLUo6CxJO3HgpZqLaxVmaabAGEoAmxF0Tdme6SGdAu1NR3kl4A6OAhqHTQk4x6QCE8Gj6vXX8dCh/s4032/IMG_6136.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCOtdCy17JjiAYzMz9MvgT7VmTOdS9Qzuo9lTq_As2hOyDlch_qpJqNvLu9b5lIU2i-vF1IV_9x4VyiNUr-YGnyknEFubfSgobwjf6sDGUpBXqNADdLUo6CxJO3HgpZqLaxVmaabAGEoAmxF0Tdme6SGdAu1NR3kl4A6OAhqHTQk4x6QCE8Gj6vXX8dCh/w163-h122/IMG_6136.HEIC" width="163" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Around 336 CE, the date December 25 appears to have become established as the day of Jesus's birth, and the tradition of gift-giving was tied to the story of the Biblical Magi giving gifts to baby Jesus.</span></i><div><i><span style="color: #274e13;">Together with another story, that of Saint Nicholas, a fourth-century Christian bishop and gift-giver, it slowly became a part of Christmas celebrations in countries such as the United Kingdom. In other Christian countries, the practice of gift-giving occurs early in Advent, on Saint Nicholas Day.</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1UgEVe1zkAZ88iPg2Q7DohidHXdbPkc5eMvSAZFBX6U7xJmh_jvrV3p7lwOuFgbCXBW-PgT7Gjx2OVVom41I9fFW0K-maEtuB-FKXU5K-tp15GfFaRGpo9J1NIFOI0gBE0C3luMF2cx5MFxGlCrFNFeVya7vbkPqbSz6Xk7k0WeiPdh5owkT3_mRJeEwg/s2046/IMG_5066-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1UgEVe1zkAZ88iPg2Q7DohidHXdbPkc5eMvSAZFBX6U7xJmh_jvrV3p7lwOuFgbCXBW-PgT7Gjx2OVVom41I9fFW0K-maEtuB-FKXU5K-tp15GfFaRGpo9J1NIFOI0gBE0C3luMF2cx5MFxGlCrFNFeVya7vbkPqbSz6Xk7k0WeiPdh5owkT3_mRJeEwg/w150-h200/IMG_5066-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a>We do ask Cam every year if there is anything special he would like for Christmas. It does seem more difficult for him to choose for himself versus other family members. The older Cameron becomes, he does appreciate experiences. We've chosen to lean more in that direction instead of tangible items.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tuesday after school, we were prepared for a divide and conquer evening. Jane drove Cam to his haircut which Chris normally does. While her son was getting settled, the stylist asked what guard number to use for the top of his head. </div><div>Guard number is a very foreign term for Jane so she texted Cam's dad. He responded with "2" which was relayed to the stylist. Needless to say, what she didn't realize (and does now) is that it was supposed to be "2 with a fade." Luckily for Cam's mom, he had many compliments about his "cool haircut" the next day at school.<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLt6LdFDyX-QdH6WpVq0fFBMyD9W1V3TMA_YxP4CF1hrNEWMVnjSdi3yUadouYVT_WMCVjIJNvzHv8ODQM8ArnPE4H9ftpXzHVdkQvtx6dm4ZbMJ6Wf6rMwkFhQKf-N25hQ9y2go61dvI6uTKpXrWgpHLcWA9SfdvZDqCQ-AvZG8LHM6oF9kd4nh1f8_I/s2046/IMG_6137-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLt6LdFDyX-QdH6WpVq0fFBMyD9W1V3TMA_YxP4CF1hrNEWMVnjSdi3yUadouYVT_WMCVjIJNvzHv8ODQM8ArnPE4H9ftpXzHVdkQvtx6dm4ZbMJ6Wf6rMwkFhQKf-N25hQ9y2go61dvI6uTKpXrWgpHLcWA9SfdvZDqCQ-AvZG8LHM6oF9kd4nh1f8_I/w150-h200/IMG_6137-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a>Jane actually heard some of those comments firsthand on Wednesday. It was the digital media open house, so Cam's mom made an appearance to see all of Cam's creations. Digital media class is based on creating art digitally on the computer using different applications. There were many displays to see and refreshments for all of the guests. When Cam was asked if he wanted to see his friends' artwork, he indicated he needed to stay "at his station" to answer any questions and greet people.</p><p>Jane is hopeful the artwork makes it home before the holiday because there were some really cool pieces.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm9yEQRC-FHgJNO2S6CIhtIRn_VNLFoQHDESKn1zn6Hd_B6_QltsXVVp47qkS_gJ7TcvYLShy5Xz6DnR1B-yGatxxr-I1Lr3npQ1LKjXaUZT_7Tntkr-mw14iTInqS3Uf2MqgtiIln1AuGGFNVpE_xnRSYoTTUOcpJklaYsykqJ2F6lYysN6OoSqpYawPv/s3088/IMG_3479.heic" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="125" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm9yEQRC-FHgJNO2S6CIhtIRn_VNLFoQHDESKn1zn6Hd_B6_QltsXVVp47qkS_gJ7TcvYLShy5Xz6DnR1B-yGatxxr-I1Lr3npQ1LKjXaUZT_7Tntkr-mw14iTInqS3Uf2MqgtiIln1AuGGFNVpE_xnRSYoTTUOcpJklaYsykqJ2F6lYysN6OoSqpYawPv/w94-h125/IMG_3479.heic" width="94" /></a>Saturday evening, we welcomed Kaylee once again. Cam recommended his stand-by favorite for din... Culver's. They completed a curbside pickup after Cameron's expert navigation directions. Chris and Jane enjoyed the evening out.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wNyYn-9fWZEqtqfW5-T1dFba22PFizExmoUPQGZLkm2GiZ2U7bZMS2WXYoWiZwC8UoIcVxYS-xfGjIYzBq4rjUVRWqy0D_unZt1hdOP5gGSLPCTWWiQB-WdXCR53yp-XSaphGb5_WoxMTBBbl6l_MGibtluibY9Phid_8yajm-Q4v5joUi3TH4PHQHfS/s2046/IMG_6150-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wNyYn-9fWZEqtqfW5-T1dFba22PFizExmoUPQGZLkm2GiZ2U7bZMS2WXYoWiZwC8UoIcVxYS-xfGjIYzBq4rjUVRWqy0D_unZt1hdOP5gGSLPCTWWiQB-WdXCR53yp-XSaphGb5_WoxMTBBbl6l_MGibtluibY9Phid_8yajm-Q4v5joUi3TH4PHQHfS/w200-h200/IMG_6150-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>We headed up north for lunchtime on Sunday to see cousins and pick up some cottage items. Then, we were off to visit Oma and Opa to bring them things and pick up some things. </p><p>Everything looks so festive where they live and Cam's grandma wanted to show us the holiday decorations. There isn't just one tree, there are several and each had its own personality. Oma let her grandson know that the presents displayed were only empty boxes and not designated for anyone specifically. Cam assumed as much and Jane reminded him they had some wrapping to finish up upon arrival home.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4ZZXNr7VxZEZ1UHtXInB_UngA22OGMQSBD1DH8aquHIeTvJHEu2_GCqECpG5s-yiCjuErUiVEwn2MpDNICgDEYojLEhyu8uL9nLPOcopp9G9ymjTPvJYVodNNt9dVI0bNenypjvqDGhm-q6i64dzDuJQSBvfyXuRb5VdJgaBuX4QwZD-Ky-2m-nhBg7t/s4032/IMG_6154.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4ZZXNr7VxZEZ1UHtXInB_UngA22OGMQSBD1DH8aquHIeTvJHEu2_GCqECpG5s-yiCjuErUiVEwn2MpDNICgDEYojLEhyu8uL9nLPOcopp9G9ymjTPvJYVodNNt9dVI0bNenypjvqDGhm-q6i64dzDuJQSBvfyXuRb5VdJgaBuX4QwZD-Ky-2m-nhBg7t/w150-h200/IMG_6154.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Back in Grand Rapids, Cameron assisted his mom with presents. No matter what the activity, it's always more fun to have a helper at your side!<br /><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Cameron seems to be picking up additional words that are not commonly used. It's always funny to hear him use them correctly and in the proper context. During an evening routine, Cam and his dad were joking about being crazy silly and causing trouble. Cam laughed and said to Chris, </i></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"I am not a hooligan!"</span></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-29496622968942580622023-12-10T20:22:00.312-05:002023-12-12T19:03:33.457-05:00 The Present of Gifting - Week of Dec. 4th<div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFQs1OwYGBEuHuHnnx9KY4DPSrgntAlihZhGU2tsiDs6sxX97_aEWElJE-_KnIvXTyiLokVms8t3Vkuv405EMECtHyYai9TiwwKvVcBl1G0HDDCQA2-L52KHaJwXys_yxtAmz04MKKHop0OqhSmfK7k58dxwlZW6TfkWsrpDu7VcCzor87h-ZoYKXJ8Taz/s4032/IMG_6122.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFQs1OwYGBEuHuHnnx9KY4DPSrgntAlihZhGU2tsiDs6sxX97_aEWElJE-_KnIvXTyiLokVms8t3Vkuv405EMECtHyYai9TiwwKvVcBl1G0HDDCQA2-L52KHaJwXys_yxtAmz04MKKHop0OqhSmfK7k58dxwlZW6TfkWsrpDu7VcCzor87h-ZoYKXJ8Taz/w200-h150/IMG_6122.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div>When we see something that brings a smile to our face, it's very similar to receiving a gift. Watching someone engage in an act of kindness is one of the simple presents in life.</span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;">This poster in Brody's Be Cafe also reminds us to celebrate everyone and find outstanding qualities in those individuals who do things a bit differently. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><i>"Some kids are smarter than you, some kids have cooler clothes than you, some kids are better at sports than you. It doesn't matter. You have your thing too. Be the kid who can get along. Be the kid who is generous. Be the kid who is happy for other people. Be the kid who does the right thing. Be the nice kid." ~Bryan Skavnak</i></span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQTA04sM7pBVw-fx4rLzjar_smesqWVXOfOMrB2luMKLTieGDnc_iL1B9uzEN_fvFYa0igrw3jXD-A-K72QpQAZTgqWi_sIMK0iKKDWJta7OXChNhkekW3JKvtlkht6qAABgGGFKAIYDhU7-OsNP8XbNYqoZCcexNveyAN9PKXCRBRwhLkAiEAPou4uHe/s2046/IMG_6126-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQTA04sM7pBVw-fx4rLzjar_smesqWVXOfOMrB2luMKLTieGDnc_iL1B9uzEN_fvFYa0igrw3jXD-A-K72QpQAZTgqWi_sIMK0iKKDWJta7OXChNhkekW3JKvtlkht6qAABgGGFKAIYDhU7-OsNP8XbNYqoZCcexNveyAN9PKXCRBRwhLkAiEAPou4uHe/w200-h200/IMG_6126-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;">Our family has been busy creating our annual Christmas card. We tell people "it's our thing" and </span></span><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;">something that takes time, but also provides smiles, laughter and even joy...especially when they are finally ordered!</span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGzW3BCYlbm-unilfwyxumI13L9_CIv9S0osEheIi-hQ24c1wL7Qls_rKedbdN22hBq8d7qJ5rucasoxoimu5P9PYmuqyZsAJvHDcrcsXPedu4-5fr4h-O5ZZvu8HKgCXUL4c8VwsGp1OhrSz6NHdWEdHlTYFjGDglVx4qn4-Xwg4EQPgRLGXxyewTBfKg/s4032/IMG_6133.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="93" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGzW3BCYlbm-unilfwyxumI13L9_CIv9S0osEheIi-hQ24c1wL7Qls_rKedbdN22hBq8d7qJ5rucasoxoimu5P9PYmuqyZsAJvHDcrcsXPedu4-5fr4h-O5ZZvu8HKgCXUL4c8VwsGp1OhrSz6NHdWEdHlTYFjGDglVx4qn4-Xwg4EQPgRLGXxyewTBfKg/w124-h93/IMG_6133.HEIC" width="124" /></a><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;">We had Oma and Opa overnight to complete some holiday shopping late Friday afternoon. After a relaxing dinner at home, we watched the Amazing Race and then slept in on Saturday. Chris and Jane enjoyed an evening downtown, while Cam and Kaylee tried out Potbelly sandwiches and had fun themselves. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div>Our Sunday was dedicated to errands and indoor projects. Cameron, always the diligent supervisor, told his parents they needed to begin the process of stuffing envelopes and addressing for sending out our holiday cards. Without his insistence, it's questionable if they would be on time every year.</span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTJEncrrtC3tkuwvtlBgS2a6B63so2NDNDxsubvtzatUkE0zAQ_8555_nkSnO067g7hof9u-yP7i0xn5ean4SAST4LHM29Y08pDrFqsSO9Dn3Q3wQz9MW4deTrnUowxA4A8xgMmUQdAA6fifzIOj5FQjd4hHAKSVXwzBjTFYuiZiYggm6wS3b_DcD6aEz/s4032/IMG_6135.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTJEncrrtC3tkuwvtlBgS2a6B63so2NDNDxsubvtzatUkE0zAQ_8555_nkSnO067g7hof9u-yP7i0xn5ean4SAST4LHM29Y08pDrFqsSO9Dn3Q3wQz9MW4deTrnUowxA4A8xgMmUQdAA6fifzIOj5FQjd4hHAKSVXwzBjTFYuiZiYggm6wS3b_DcD6aEz/w112-h149/IMG_6135.HEIC" width="112" /></a>The running joke is that Jane writes such a lengthy poem that you need a magnifier to read it. For your easier reading, we have included it here 😉</span></span></div><div class="separator"><br /></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">2023 was a year of beginnings and ends, travel and welcoming family and friends.
Grandma Sue and Layna helped us ring in the New Year, a weeklong visit filled with fun and cheer. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Cam tackled adaptive skiing on the Cannonsburg hills, while his parents skied and boarded trying to avoid any spills. <br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">In the winter months to keep ourselves on the move, visits to Oma and Opa and cousins up north kept us in the groove. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">March brought in sports for Cam, attending power soccer practice and WMML baseball, always his jam. </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZEkvTTZPJsC1SbklcujpYb0RWd0yRUtTXWCOup0WVSN6K9HJnpmD_dqMJ72qxa_sy7xoX_Jq61Ce7CQOeL-4410Z_ks06Cv-DcPh_PRn5vwagG1-WR4eHmtsXo1JmAHpDg-EOhkQnUkEMkKfw3MZbp-HT81rvH0pX_uq9l-EqabPsAsqOYug6IWR2AZB/s840/card1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="606" data-original-width="840" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZEkvTTZPJsC1SbklcujpYb0RWd0yRUtTXWCOup0WVSN6K9HJnpmD_dqMJ72qxa_sy7xoX_Jq61Ce7CQOeL-4410Z_ks06Cv-DcPh_PRn5vwagG1-WR4eHmtsXo1JmAHpDg-EOhkQnUkEMkKfw3MZbp-HT81rvH0pX_uq9l-EqabPsAsqOYug6IWR2AZB/w320-h230/card1.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Spring break we boarded the plane for our trek to Arizona in the sun </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">A week spent with Chris’ fam, meeting his brothers, and the hope that new traditions had begun. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">As April came to a close, we lost a dear family friend and our cat Stella passed away, </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">It’s so hard to say goodbye when we want them so very much to stay. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Summer is our favorite time and Cam started working at Brody’s Be Cafe, </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Delivering hot dogs and drinks and figuring out customer interaction and what to say. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Chris ventured to Canada, fishing for walleye and bringing home his big catch </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Jane and Cam worked on strawberry jam and applesauce, completing batch after batch. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Lake Michigan called us northward every sunny weekend, and the new Haroldson walkway ramp allowed our fam beach time, which we highly recommend. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIDhK5Nq-us7YOsNNUoorblmGNGRL7hziRK6zBpVW3VAROQW6345KY2kL6iGrGIwJr1G3WSJDKThd8G9ZT5YHYyMx1HH4FGVHGDMfDTL883nY9dpwgyI3byQXvwDEUQwOqgYigQi20-QajJxSPA3W4XHm1P4kcEAC9kwS-Bghssn1CYCIW5k8yrD4EPTD/s1678/card2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="596" data-original-width="1678" height="71" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIDhK5Nq-us7YOsNNUoorblmGNGRL7hziRK6zBpVW3VAROQW6345KY2kL6iGrGIwJr1G3WSJDKThd8G9ZT5YHYyMx1HH4FGVHGDMfDTL883nY9dpwgyI3byQXvwDEUQwOqgYigQi20-QajJxSPA3W4XHm1P4kcEAC9kwS-Bghssn1CYCIW5k8yrD4EPTD/w200-h71/card2.png" width="200" /></a><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Chris & Jane attended two outdoor music concerts, both a perfect sounding blend. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">July, a busy month, with Chris’ brother, John and his crew ascending </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">The Boulder Ridge Zoo, birthday celebrations and a cottage visit made for a great ending. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Ms. Amanda makes our summer complete hanging out with Cam, along with tutoring from Ms. Ann, </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Cam attended his first Wheelchair Sports Camp and he’s definitely a big fan! </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Our annual Maple Beach shrimp boil and a new beach wheelchair for our teen, </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Leading up to the biggest surprise of our lifetime, a 20th surprise wedding anniversary party for Chris & Jane, with the largest crowd gathered they’d seen. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlpgIdUTQPlxaI-egn20IwHhjTdasPGEFzCv_31gmsbJfhJF6AGq1gUeE5bZRqeUQ3XWUB_uiyUy2FwMCAzDJ7EsVUKMLog33aVh43-wgVwiZMvr_rwh7R0LjAMorqQSV7WPKMj598uQtmKyhPK7fnACUAh1W8aU4MWYCLep1HwOoxY31Au5NXNk4dnsNg/s850/card3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="850" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlpgIdUTQPlxaI-egn20IwHhjTdasPGEFzCv_31gmsbJfhJF6AGq1gUeE5bZRqeUQ3XWUB_uiyUy2FwMCAzDJ7EsVUKMLog33aVh43-wgVwiZMvr_rwh7R0LjAMorqQSV7WPKMj598uQtmKyhPK7fnACUAh1W8aU4MWYCLep1HwOoxY31Au5NXNk4dnsNg/s320/card3.png" width="320" /></a><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Leslie and Wes flew in to celebrate with us and others traveled from far and near, </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">We were overwhelmed to see everyone, continually finding happy tears. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Cameron celebrated turning 16 and we headed out on a pontoon cruise, </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;">I</span></span><span style="font-size: 13px;">n his power chair on the boat with Oma and Opa, we saw the White Lake views. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">School began for our sophomore son, WMML baseball and a Homecoming dance, <br />Steve & Patti gave Chris & Jane the priceless gift of an overnight stay for romance. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Our volunteer activities fill our buckets each and every day,
Mary Free Bed, Lori’s Voice, Renew Mobility and Brody’s Be Cafe. </span></span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">Our thankfulness makes us smile and think of a memory or two, m</span></span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: 13px;">ay 2024 bring goodness and time to share with each of you.</span></div><div class="separator"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><a href="goog_1941188123"><br /></a></span></span></div><div class="separator"><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ59NZfxRfMCzKQYlhcCx9rPHkk4NxUq5IMIWpWOA2wypIq3yClI_fwbftQjUsmuWqi5ouTwFHaxIiGNPZMfddnbvL_hwG8HQa_f-F4ZNH3hQnRUuVyDXcdrWUqnuZvgZwi3aCVusjrQAhSDmi-ubgmNbqwLEuDqeDMNALzk3L-7PbDCUXLaqupNZC8k8s/s843/IMG_6128-EDIT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="843" data-original-width="727" height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ59NZfxRfMCzKQYlhcCx9rPHkk4NxUq5IMIWpWOA2wypIq3yClI_fwbftQjUsmuWqi5ouTwFHaxIiGNPZMfddnbvL_hwG8HQa_f-F4ZNH3hQnRUuVyDXcdrWUqnuZvgZwi3aCVusjrQAhSDmi-ubgmNbqwLEuDqeDMNALzk3L-7PbDCUXLaqupNZC8k8s/w127-h146/IMG_6128-EDIT.jpg" width="127" /></a>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></div><div><i><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #4c4c4c;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #4c4c4c;">We often joke about the fact that Cameron is appropriate with his language choices. He had two instances this week where this was very appropriate. During his swimming therapy, he asked his </span></i><i><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #4c4c4c;">instructor: </span></i></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Are my britches falling down?"</span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>During his bedroom routine one evening, Cam was relaying a story about a large water cup accidentally falling on his foot at school. He told his parents:</i></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"It smarted, but I was ok!"</span></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-28392752119777861512023-12-03T07:33:00.195-05:002023-12-07T20:22:28.688-05:00Parading Around - Week of Nov. 27th<div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjfiQofqoZhZAWiLjmJXyh6-B1__gMv97Nl9xqZfhLZQKOBB-0SnbD-YBZO8JQTPROp7WujZq1L1rXeWePydeeuUJKSprl3-NCQAOPJATgZbLph1Hwzs1jzNrTdz2sySW15w0Q4a_L0ocptdWv8RwF9tGS3PB7Y9AIoMypzc0HGVSzUmJd4OBrg9DRJlPS/s2046/IMG_6068-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjfiQofqoZhZAWiLjmJXyh6-B1__gMv97Nl9xqZfhLZQKOBB-0SnbD-YBZO8JQTPROp7WujZq1L1rXeWePydeeuUJKSprl3-NCQAOPJATgZbLph1Hwzs1jzNrTdz2sySW15w0Q4a_L0ocptdWv8RwF9tGS3PB7Y9AIoMypzc0HGVSzUmJd4OBrg9DRJlPS/w150-h200/IMG_6068-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><i><span style="color: red;">Santa Claus parades are most common in North America.
One of the largest is the Toronto Santa Claus Parade, held annually in mid-November in Toronto, started in 1905 by the Eaton's department store. That year Santa arrived on a train and met Mr. and Mrs. Timothy Eaton, then walked to the Eaton's Downtown store. The first float was introduced in 1908 and consisted of one truck with a band to accompany Santa. The parade now has over 24 floats, 24 bands, and 1,700 participants, and is broadcast in several countries. </span></i><div><i><span style="color: #38761d;">
Peoria, Illinois has the longest running Santa Claus Parade in the U.S. The parade celebrated its 131st edition on November 23, 2018. The first parade in 1887 consisted of boats and derricks sailing down the river as part of the new bridge construction. In 1888, Peoria held a parade through town, celebrating the completion of the new Upper Free Bridge. The following December, Frederick Block of the Schipper and Block Department Store (later Block & Kuhl's) sponsored a parade that followed the same route and featured Santa Claus. This created the concept of a department-store parade that was later emulated in larger cities. Various attractions in the parade through the years included fireworks, circus wagons, a calliope, live reindeer and numerous parade floats. The parade was first televised in 1958.</span></i><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzHrMb8u31_97u84-5PGUVTYTGjgS2YnP8TLxvfGLJQT8JabiORAQlPNHVMqdW14_V9gRmLkg9ztGd43geaOoxixSbGWAOsPQmmpBy525R6eyMiyyClFbOE1YH2VCDDjZu9M3q3QAWoi_Hwi8Kc8oaZvQf6K804uyZIxuthiMUhAuHi0QqGUrYJqWlm_o/s4032/IMG_6075.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzHrMb8u31_97u84-5PGUVTYTGjgS2YnP8TLxvfGLJQT8JabiORAQlPNHVMqdW14_V9gRmLkg9ztGd43geaOoxixSbGWAOsPQmmpBy525R6eyMiyyClFbOE1YH2VCDDjZu9M3q3QAWoi_Hwi8Kc8oaZvQf6K804uyZIxuthiMUhAuHi0QqGUrYJqWlm_o/w200-h150/IMG_6075.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Heading into December, we enter the Michigan unpredictable weather phase. On Tuesday morning, we woke up to see a dusting of snow on the ground. It didn't stick around, but it was a reminder that the white stuff is imminent.</div><div>Wednesday evening, Cameron attended his power soccer practice. His buddy, April, was happy to be back after missing the last few sessions.<br /><br /></div><div>The weekend was packed full of activities. Friday evening, Ms. Amanda stayed with Cam while Chris hosted a work event downtown that Jane was invited to.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX52ONfh6YOfMI02SYUnaQv9_MD2SH-6j2BKPkwIpJynn0RXeENXsa2PmC4cE95k6H0nl8gG0jOqA3dCNjSVffmNJ0bJj_5bAWlWAjW68kp5AKe2B85JfvgiRWy_Cqfg-y5ZIVCK6cxChaZtFdROm2AQvUYdlTgFw_Vc2DtHLHpb9STbQHizcrOixkWVK-/s2046/IMG_6085-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX52ONfh6YOfMI02SYUnaQv9_MD2SH-6j2BKPkwIpJynn0RXeENXsa2PmC4cE95k6H0nl8gG0jOqA3dCNjSVffmNJ0bJj_5bAWlWAjW68kp5AKe2B85JfvgiRWy_Cqfg-y5ZIVCK6cxChaZtFdROm2AQvUYdlTgFw_Vc2DtHLHpb9STbQHizcrOixkWVK-/w200-h200/IMG_6085-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a><div><br /></div>It was a later night for Cam's parents, but they were up bright and early the next morning. The Weatherford fam was committed to participate in the Ada Village Santa Parade to support Brody's Be Cafe. For over 25 years the annual parade, hosted by the Ada Firefighters, has ensured that Santa arrives in style. We parked at the Ada library and made our way over to River Street for the line-up. The Brody's Be Cafe crew was stationed directly behind the Forest Hills Northern Marching Band! The band was leading the procession and we were all in place one hour prior to send off.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjceXfDG1qJm6ZCQYS1mMVSAYYtJlnibMPYB-GnWKcp6K74mi4cLNfoG8p92dV6J35earsxrGw_1Vc5s9ryNRgv_UfB_9jHbc-ITv5dmZmhT8G5DL4jiB88n4nspd607A7em00UaLCMYFWN89o3Lb4j09hIxwzjTHaLsLRVIcLPoIpAtlmc9jFf7WTWKWqA/s2046/IMG_6112-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2046" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjceXfDG1qJm6ZCQYS1mMVSAYYtJlnibMPYB-GnWKcp6K74mi4cLNfoG8p92dV6J35earsxrGw_1Vc5s9ryNRgv_UfB_9jHbc-ITv5dmZmhT8G5DL4jiB88n4nspd607A7em00UaLCMYFWN89o3Lb4j09hIxwzjTHaLsLRVIcLPoIpAtlmc9jFf7WTWKWqA/w200-h150/IMG_6112-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>When 11am finally arrived, the marchers began their music. We followed behind, passing out flyers and candy to all of the parade spectators. Cam wore an apron to advertise the cafe. The route took us by Brody's Be and we saw quite a few friends along the way. The entire length of parade was just under a mile. Fortunately, it wasn't unbearably cold and the movement and activity kept us motivated. The fire station was the end of the line for the participants and we made our back to the cafe. We were all offered a free hot cocoa with homemade whipped cream, which was readily accepted. Ms. Rachel gave Cam a big hug, thanking him for being a part of the event and we snapped a pic of best buds, Brody and Cam, in front of the "mug tree" display.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6XNMXHRKyAXUXK1FyYIuSNl-5CEwrG114hPZZ04Jb8lzqAb5yyyMoJHnuTC0ijsTB9eGCXLIkM6CIn205dLoB5DNzDd_LqYVg2FC3iy1b3Se0aFJyCg7migz7hDHvM0Rpbl-cPgO0aApBrbwiu_z0BU8fttnWgH7phoE6-dq1cypmipNEj16KaaEIROW/s1800/IMG_6114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1200" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6XNMXHRKyAXUXK1FyYIuSNl-5CEwrG114hPZZ04Jb8lzqAb5yyyMoJHnuTC0ijsTB9eGCXLIkM6CIn205dLoB5DNzDd_LqYVg2FC3iy1b3Se0aFJyCg7migz7hDHvM0Rpbl-cPgO0aApBrbwiu_z0BU8fttnWgH7phoE6-dq1cypmipNEj16KaaEIROW/w88-h133/IMG_6114.JPG" width="88" /></a>That afternoon, we all warmed up and relaxed. </div><div><br />Saturday evening, we welcomed back Kaylee. She hung out with Cameron pre-pandemic and we hadn't seen her since 2020. Even though it had been three years, the two friends picked up where they left off. While Cam and Kaylee played games and watched a show, Chris and Jane spent their evening with Chris' coworkers celebrating the holiday. A mobile photo booth captivated the techie group.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cbaxGLpplgKkFHPK95VOM7oAjr0xUFLFELx8t9hgj5o1yETOuTQzDgetZ644r8G3I4avzrWNeweU36edpuCpzi1xV2AQl1UgJAPl6JhKBZhdudqyQOYoYhQMLbGSzi9Gz0cDdhLglkOYgC4MPNpZOI_Qs5_xFVgPmiG4Q4s31NLroeAEXx42STfG6pGm/s3088/IMG_6120.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9cbaxGLpplgKkFHPK95VOM7oAjr0xUFLFELx8t9hgj5o1yETOuTQzDgetZ644r8G3I4avzrWNeweU36edpuCpzi1xV2AQl1UgJAPl6JhKBZhdudqyQOYoYhQMLbGSzi9Gz0cDdhLglkOYgC4MPNpZOI_Qs5_xFVgPmiG4Q4s31NLroeAEXx42STfG6pGm/w150-h200/IMG_6120.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Sunday was a rainy day, but it didn't deter Jane and her son from continuing with their planned trip to Grand Haven to visit Oma and Opa. After a drive-thru Panera Bread stop, they delivered brunch to Cam's grandparents. We had a fun afternoon completing small projects, visiting the library and sitting by the fireplace.</div><div>When we arrived back in Grand Rapids, we all settled in for the evening. Jane & Chris asked Cam about ordering pizza that night. To their surprise, Cameron requested a "home-cooked" meal after weekend take-out two nights in a row!</div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></div><div style="background-color: white;"><p><i><span style="color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"></span></span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYidEq8myj90lMbsFDTbBURJpF8w6AA89hqhg_AsvLkdZo-G62h0ukYTpQW4JozkrxDspQ11fq2cLQs5Kh46kHd3v5d8C2iILBuD7MF2ydhW7K5MQuCCTcAmq5oN1FACmxXF4o5rY5oo7CQ5XYJnPhihSdkIqdZ4i66stIYlk1lAxwJhfB_vonTItoJUwe/s4032/IMG_6092.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYidEq8myj90lMbsFDTbBURJpF8w6AA89hqhg_AsvLkdZo-G62h0ukYTpQW4JozkrxDspQ11fq2cLQs5Kh46kHd3v5d8C2iILBuD7MF2ydhW7K5MQuCCTcAmq5oN1FACmxXF4o5rY5oo7CQ5XYJnPhihSdkIqdZ4i66stIYlk1lAxwJhfB_vonTItoJUwe/w200-h150/IMG_6092.HEIC" width="200" /></a></span></i></p><i><span style="color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;">Cameron and his mom make the long trek down the driveway every weekday morning at 6:20 to meet the bus. Upon wake-up, we hear the weather forecast from Alexa and the temperature. Of course, it isn't until we actually look out our doorway that we are aware what it will be like when we go outside. The grass and pavement had a very thin layer of snow. Jane quickly indicated that she and Cam would be fine traversing the hill. Her son quickly chimed in...</span></i><p></p><p style="color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"I'll be the judge of that!"</span></p></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-25705167460579484972023-11-26T10:04:00.202-05:002023-11-30T09:59:06.652-05:00A Dozen Feasters - Week of Nov. 20th<i><span style="color: #b45f06;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7f_tzSRQEgV69-aWKny6WXi68UR3hmWIsaUqMZLAj5xnyt8YjgHP8twTLsaDvmpzZoeRldEy7xXdsp7qRN9oe4tpfxnm97cn6Q6wyCVY21OizLFrTwBslax47lKvt037Z1sr-h141jmHxiHMglsJWAZWOqLqQ3f_Nd7xgj4LUA-Bx5evUTgkN_NX5BjOQ/s4032/IMG_6029.HEIC" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7f_tzSRQEgV69-aWKny6WXi68UR3hmWIsaUqMZLAj5xnyt8YjgHP8twTLsaDvmpzZoeRldEy7xXdsp7qRN9oe4tpfxnm97cn6Q6wyCVY21OizLFrTwBslax47lKvt037Z1sr-h141jmHxiHMglsJWAZWOqLqQ3f_Nd7xgj4LUA-Bx5evUTgkN_NX5BjOQ/w200-h150/IMG_6029.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div>"Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude." ~A.A. Milne, "Winnie-the-Pooh"</span></i><p>Cameron has always liked the idea of traditions. It seems that almost every time we have encountered something new or different, he has asked if this is now a tradition. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfF_Bjtewb4kNLgZLuk0wzRTLhQrVb2B84Bj-MwSRcmPH_VkDit3m-ML3rouWAXwLjdUOc5Y431MsxuF_KwP45vTPswRm6XDaltR5V8_owN8Xg6KSr7cFQLrLyLAtpBhEQb_KGwy3c9yXojgQINDAnQljAl3LuDAo8GsD7aybNHWXPBbKctOaHGDQxM3Q/s4032/IMG_6027.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfF_Bjtewb4kNLgZLuk0wzRTLhQrVb2B84Bj-MwSRcmPH_VkDit3m-ML3rouWAXwLjdUOc5Y431MsxuF_KwP45vTPswRm6XDaltR5V8_owN8Xg6KSr7cFQLrLyLAtpBhEQb_KGwy3c9yXojgQINDAnQljAl3LuDAo8GsD7aybNHWXPBbKctOaHGDQxM3Q/w150-h200/IMG_6027.HEIC" width="150" /></a>For the last few years, Cam and his mom have driven to a local turkey farm to acquire their Thanksgiving bird. <br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Otto's Turkey Farm, located in Middleville, has a rich history. Scottish Immigrant, Charles McQueen, purchased this farm in May 1846. In his later years, he parceled the farm off to his three daughters, Kittie, Isabella, and Alice in gifts of 160 acres each. Kittie, who received the existing 160 acres, married John Otto in 1892 and they continued farming this land. John and Kittie had one son, Harold, who purchased the land from his parents and in turn sold it to his son, David, who sold it to his son Tom in January 1984, with an additional 40 acres of woods that David had added to the original farm. Today, Tom Jeri Nick and Nate operate the farm with Nathan and his wife Jillian in line to purchase the farm and represent the sixth generation to farm this land, while endeavoring to be good stewards. They set about making turkey a healthy meat to eat everyday, all year long.</i></span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Jid0kQSl5ozxUntFzWG_venYSholGcduxJPRL7QFhuXac351d0g4GFxtkVEeCB1mJNgcT-scecBB3enJYwImF0FkRyUNrHUOW-TSA8g0ZUjX3fgpazTnVHpyTaIVX-VM4C9dHdZxaCO7WDVwLc-XnyXuTlfaP0BqFXiEVN8iU4gNcyb_v9wOMyBixXPJ/s4032/IMG_6056.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Jid0kQSl5ozxUntFzWG_venYSholGcduxJPRL7QFhuXac351d0g4GFxtkVEeCB1mJNgcT-scecBB3enJYwImF0FkRyUNrHUOW-TSA8g0ZUjX3fgpazTnVHpyTaIVX-VM4C9dHdZxaCO7WDVwLc-XnyXuTlfaP0BqFXiEVN8iU4gNcyb_v9wOMyBixXPJ/w200-h150/IMG_6056.HEIC" width="200" /></a>When you enter the parking lot, two individuals guide you in and indicate where to park. Upon entrance to the building, you're asked what size turkey you're looking for and less than 2 minutes later, your fresh bird is presented to you for purchase.</p><p>Jane picked up Oma and Opa Wednesday afternoon and we were excited to have them with us for the next two nights. We all enjoyed watching a funny movie that evening and it was difficult to determine who enjoyed it more!</p><p>On Thursday morning, we began preparations for the upcoming feast. The stuffed turkey entered the oven at 10am. For the first time, we prepared the mashed potatoes afterwards and readied the sweet potato casserole.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVoUGVTYCFItyhAuVPJ7beHt5Nv9xGR5PiVC5FjQkT0OIdnLVeAXiPvQKtQXz-MV22eU5zVWQBROnA0RT3PvEHJcs-ha0XKxZbHmOqPrXUj4p-Xk-fMKzvS6G3PdrCVaH20kIRuSRG9gDyEEEeucVbQuIM_RpA4glNoC6uRi6N9PxVUJhXIQ608W2EJzrC/s4032/IMG_6035.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVoUGVTYCFItyhAuVPJ7beHt5Nv9xGR5PiVC5FjQkT0OIdnLVeAXiPvQKtQXz-MV22eU5zVWQBROnA0RT3PvEHJcs-ha0XKxZbHmOqPrXUj4p-Xk-fMKzvS6G3PdrCVaH20kIRuSRG9gDyEEEeucVbQuIM_RpA4glNoC6uRi6N9PxVUJhXIQ608W2EJzrC/w200-h150/IMG_6035.HEIC" width="200" /></a></p><p>By mid-afternoon, we welcomed our cousins Mike and Eric, Coco, Max and their kiddos and Ms. Ann. The house was full of activity as we munched on appetizers and visited with everyone. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbrBWDr2V6NQcDc7w_KyID4GoiClWqqdAEHUZzcoB9VfSwwzowmuR5XzvY4nN0F4TeItDF7RXiXvg_TRhEAHI1xEV5UaaJRnHUI13W9rqsu591Aijd1Ksdk5sP0TlmrY9h1J_o-5BeAmI7V0xaY8EDR1EsEzEJue6ClxrIXPCdnJyee682nrYwSGhxedQf/s2046/IMG_5006-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbrBWDr2V6NQcDc7w_KyID4GoiClWqqdAEHUZzcoB9VfSwwzowmuR5XzvY4nN0F4TeItDF7RXiXvg_TRhEAHI1xEV5UaaJRnHUI13W9rqsu591Aijd1Ksdk5sP0TlmrY9h1J_o-5BeAmI7V0xaY8EDR1EsEzEJue6ClxrIXPCdnJyee682nrYwSGhxedQf/w200-h200/IMG_5006-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>As we moved items from the oven to the table, it filled up quickly. The silver penguin bun warmer is a special centerpiece that was used by Jane's grandmother and is now the Weatherford holder of crescent rolls. Coco's homemade carrot soup is a delicious first course that is one of her family traditions. Oma always makes her fresh cranberry relish, adding a beautiful color to the meal. After a few rounds of dishes being passed and lively conversation, everyone slowed down. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgujx-8j-QOB2i-yH-SmDMzHuuy5bQdBl7GyMyuV732KmunVF2kitqUsbxYBXeVGNcFftD-8w-P0d2pOrEwqeFlRMzwMj52xDtBA54UV5pIy2PtV6DqcDMPVBH0Yf7btd1x9w_wE3uT_c0nr75yo162fPdKFEyQZTedL8nEgiuUkhiDOBtDxIl0Z9MkzOBy/s2046/IMG_5015-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgujx-8j-QOB2i-yH-SmDMzHuuy5bQdBl7GyMyuV732KmunVF2kitqUsbxYBXeVGNcFftD-8w-P0d2pOrEwqeFlRMzwMj52xDtBA54UV5pIy2PtV6DqcDMPVBH0Yf7btd1x9w_wE3uT_c0nr75yo162fPdKFEyQZTedL8nEgiuUkhiDOBtDxIl0Z9MkzOBy/w200-h200/IMG_5015-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>We waited a bit prior to the move to dessert and had quite an array...homemade apple pie, homemade pumpkin cheesecake truffles, peppermint chocolate bark, ice cream and whipped cream. The kiddos had fun trying out the whipped cream and Cam declared himself officially stuffed!</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlqhjxjvglGj31hSmgUuCuaXJJqc6wAFtT_4gO1OtFMPl0ET6pDBUfplD9sXtCF2q3iQPfzjvf5EGML6irg6fUAr6e9KtEfoZW9Q1eiX11mgOSlRVvofZ_gPcxTFyCdUGtS7rFh6UgdrPzni76epE1LM5Gdlsu8i1Z-EINbUUc0iAZ0oEWmBc-2J5JwGAM/s4032/IMG_6053.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlqhjxjvglGj31hSmgUuCuaXJJqc6wAFtT_4gO1OtFMPl0ET6pDBUfplD9sXtCF2q3iQPfzjvf5EGML6irg6fUAr6e9KtEfoZW9Q1eiX11mgOSlRVvofZ_gPcxTFyCdUGtS7rFh6UgdrPzni76epE1LM5Gdlsu8i1Z-EINbUUc0iAZ0oEWmBc-2J5JwGAM/w150-h200/IMG_6053.HEIC" width="150" /></a>After a restful night, we were ready to tackle holiday decorations Friday morning. It has been a tradition for Cam, his mom and grandma to add the ornaments. Chris is always the one to handle the top of the tree decorations, including the angel.<br />We discovered a family treasure of Oma's that now adorns our mantle- a handmade wooden creche that she purchased in Austria in the 1950s. It is in mint condition and she is happy it is now displayed again.</p><p>We know we are fortunate to have our extended family with us during a holiday and having a house full of laughter and liveliness is one of the best feelings.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sD6XAimYJhzzcbRndJl8fzPeG-dR31EVETL0W1S6H3MZzkvbytMNedDGNsD6TvaUIRwnQD3-iqwIjhifp9-p2OFkAY9bIbj-loYLS7X3RmG1veXh_C0VtiYIgfH4w_wl7tnNeRL-owYe1VKOUfcOCeR4yS8rn0DTHE6YFq21mrudEtIp4ePvJ3QaHisA/s3840/IMG_6065-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sD6XAimYJhzzcbRndJl8fzPeG-dR31EVETL0W1S6H3MZzkvbytMNedDGNsD6TvaUIRwnQD3-iqwIjhifp9-p2OFkAY9bIbj-loYLS7X3RmG1veXh_C0VtiYIgfH4w_wl7tnNeRL-owYe1VKOUfcOCeR4yS8rn0DTHE6YFq21mrudEtIp4ePvJ3QaHisA/w181-h320/IMG_6065-COLLAGE.jpg" width="181" /></a></div>Robert Brault is quoted as saying "What greater blessing to give thanks for at a family gathering than the family and the gathering." We couldn't agree more!<p></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Cameron is acutely aware of directions and locations. His geographical instinct is much like his father's- spot on. When traveling to the turkey farm, though, he seemed a bit misdirected.</i></p><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, this is not the way we usually go."</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><i>Yes it is, Cam. There is actually only one way to get here.</i></span></p><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Nope. The GPS must be off today." </span></p><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><i style="color: #ff00fe;">Hmm, I guess it contracted a virus! </i><span style="color: #ff00fe;">😉</span></span></p></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-22001561849261745302023-11-19T09:29:00.152-05:002023-11-22T10:04:05.086-05:00On Overdrive - Week of Nov. 13th<div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF_9JhvP-kcYKJH_tNYWXxJbUmwv45LAlGMC1CY8Zr_8vjHwMAlmzp__Nsi9C9-Vp6RwXc_jrn7AfBAGKAsv3kahtM2IOrDL8CtfiQ2VGrCji-fkA0-geJzLYjmvU4278lfDc-Crdrvwx4aOJLKoGeXSvJvrpb0Qema-O2jAQjrD99ZWYGjZHs0FeGJlw6/s4032/IMG_5969.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF_9JhvP-kcYKJH_tNYWXxJbUmwv45LAlGMC1CY8Zr_8vjHwMAlmzp__Nsi9C9-Vp6RwXc_jrn7AfBAGKAsv3kahtM2IOrDL8CtfiQ2VGrCji-fkA0-geJzLYjmvU4278lfDc-Crdrvwx4aOJLKoGeXSvJvrpb0Qema-O2jAQjrD99ZWYGjZHs0FeGJlw6/w200-h150/IMG_5969.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #45818e;">"I have always had this energy, which I think of as overdrive." ~Terence Stamp</span></i><div><br />Clearly, the birds roaming in our backyard have no idea that turkey day is only a week away.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cameron headed into the doctor's office Monday a.m. still unable to shake the crazy cough. They ordered a chest x-ray and prescribed Z-pak to help settle the illness. He remained at home three days this week. We were a bit uncertain if he would be well enough to attend the first power soccer tournament in Michigan right in Grand Rapids.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikE1UuPyBnD1fS0h2v06EwzS8ixs9pBGkfnhir_a8suxxW9LOvf5dAuSccFfkWPIF9tY0CTXwlobvmpHJE28T-GpTSdtcXAEd7wCbVBQLBY7BHTgA-VbK9vlmo2fMzU86xkI2z33UlsvkzsXz8B-5le2lbzqvmJaI-ZXGwqnA9dMxX47unJZukvBMiXlKz/s4032/IMG_5984.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikE1UuPyBnD1fS0h2v06EwzS8ixs9pBGkfnhir_a8suxxW9LOvf5dAuSccFfkWPIF9tY0CTXwlobvmpHJE28T-GpTSdtcXAEd7wCbVBQLBY7BHTgA-VbK9vlmo2fMzU86xkI2z33UlsvkzsXz8B-5le2lbzqvmJaI-ZXGwqnA9dMxX47unJZukvBMiXlKz/w200-h150/IMG_5984.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Cam rallied, as he typically does, and wanted to attend with his teammates. The tournament was scheduled for Saturday and Sunday at the <a href="https://www.somi.org/" target="_blank">Special Olympics of Michigan</a> (SOMI) building, just 25 minutes from our home. The Mary Free Bed team is named Overdrive.</div><div><br /></div><div>SOMI was hosting the first ever Power Soccer Tournament in Michigan on November 18-19, 2023. This tournament was open to all United States Power Soccer Association (USPSA) teams. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qZAJlTSr9oZeZfLL6D1vtYNjHsT79MVKsPDsgXZaPgTEJ47fWb9MGPkHV_S2LCqYYoSYMhODdyA3nB5JjDRBU4UZcCTpMX4epmYRVN1D8D5iMhG4F_R1lwdmQQmyKXgFOxZMSO2GP9O733q3BRxhD8-fCFTm8f7lx7wmgH901lFc4IJeVOFO2CiSNcQI/s4032/IMG_6010.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qZAJlTSr9oZeZfLL6D1vtYNjHsT79MVKsPDsgXZaPgTEJ47fWb9MGPkHV_S2LCqYYoSYMhODdyA3nB5JjDRBU4UZcCTpMX4epmYRVN1D8D5iMhG4F_R1lwdmQQmyKXgFOxZMSO2GP9O733q3BRxhD8-fCFTm8f7lx7wmgH901lFc4IJeVOFO2CiSNcQI/w200-h150/IMG_6010.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Special Olympics Michigan (SOMI) is making major construction milestones transforming the once South Christian High School into the world’s largest inclusive sports facility - the Special Olympics Michigan Unified Sports & Inclusion Center.
With state-of-the-art renovations nearing fifty percent complete inside the building, work is now set to begin on the campus’ 17-acre outdoor sports complex. The exterior complex includes an eight-lane collegiate-level track, five natural grass soccer fields, three pickleball courts, a putting/chipping green, 10 bocce ball courts, an athlete promenade, and an outdoor plaza.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtn7023YCz5-qTb9KbJveXgV6560YL17dmHY63DWF4872K0JzC00awgQnkUkJxW7xWO_6Kuh1ZRczGRgtnsw74vR8YYO382ah0EFba0_ZdfLwlKgBHUQkRDT7fKYI2N58SveM-bXyre5rQxOoCeF02CGQ-IfEYgSvPC66TbH94vh-MAHAK6Gb3KPexjtI/s2046/IMG_5977-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtn7023YCz5-qTb9KbJveXgV6560YL17dmHY63DWF4872K0JzC00awgQnkUkJxW7xWO_6Kuh1ZRczGRgtnsw74vR8YYO382ah0EFba0_ZdfLwlKgBHUQkRDT7fKYI2N58SveM-bXyre5rQxOoCeF02CGQ-IfEYgSvPC66TbH94vh-MAHAK6Gb3KPexjtI/w200-h200/IMG_5977-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a><br />3 games were played on Saturday and 1 game on Sunday. The team gathered in a room where they were each fitted with a foam board attached to the back with their name and number. Light and dark jerseys depict the "home" or "away" team for each match. Chris adds the front "plate" to Cam's power chair, while other kids are transferred into a lower chair designed for power soccer. Cam's dad also set up a table for Lori's Voice, one of the sponsors for the tournament.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE4puYfc10jrLR4HzNoSrVbjVTPQF7_nq_aZAMxfOqjJnXcCZByiSz72EehWyqhEm3QUv0oT0PIo4ZDaUBuyT8o2hWo-_-psHx43mdSEaah14cCV-C_z1PK0TwbiyfPV7gc0FWxouDAM9d8CwdbzJl-3su2zupUMtl2Jnv5gE6av5HBEf8haCx2OQgkp63/s2046/IMG_6007-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2046" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE4puYfc10jrLR4HzNoSrVbjVTPQF7_nq_aZAMxfOqjJnXcCZByiSz72EehWyqhEm3QUv0oT0PIo4ZDaUBuyT8o2hWo-_-psHx43mdSEaah14cCV-C_z1PK0TwbiyfPV7gc0FWxouDAM9d8CwdbzJl-3su2zupUMtl2Jnv5gE6av5HBEf8haCx2OQgkp63/w200-h150/IMG_6007-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Cam was sent into play for one of the games on Saturday. During the timeframe he was with his teammates, they scored their one and only goal! He was a part of the assist and could not stop smiling afterwards. </div><div><br />The experience with the Overdrive team promotes friendships and inclusion. Each member has some type of physical challenge. They are all excited to be a part of a sport with kids ranging in age from first grade through adulthood. We knew Cam was having a good time since he opted to have lunch with his teammates instead of going out to dine somewhere. It definitely was a bonus that the food was from Chick-Fil-A!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBcu0xZlNRzZIIj7_WPX2KFkRB3XYU8TQZWzV-e8LFillObLmUVMlmzXb38Om3LSBskUWe35gMB79Zab_snsIh4bluJsEP8QYn7Am3GAFtzCVoFOj4EoZKZU7MrcTWXE1-JPYGiVolYUsKh80rrcq9ikeuTYN-sIlKizswrMbzMnQWds_flfJyhtJZgq6M/s4032/IMG_6014.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBcu0xZlNRzZIIj7_WPX2KFkRB3XYU8TQZWzV-e8LFillObLmUVMlmzXb38Om3LSBskUWe35gMB79Zab_snsIh4bluJsEP8QYn7Am3GAFtzCVoFOj4EoZKZU7MrcTWXE1-JPYGiVolYUsKh80rrcq9ikeuTYN-sIlKizswrMbzMnQWds_flfJyhtJZgq6M/w200-h150/IMG_6014.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Chris and Jane weren't certain how the weekend would progress since Cameron had been fighting a virus. They knew they scored big Sunday afternoon when Cam announced that he wanted to create a short movie about the Overdrive Power Soccer Tourney!</div><div><br /></div><div>See Cam's one-minute video here: <a href="https://youtu.be/-_3NE5HVFhs">https://youtu.be/-_3NE5HVFhs</a></div><div><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><i>Cameron definitely comes up with some crazy phrases. Every week or so, he requests assistance from his mom to trim his nails. He has a reference for when they are ready to be cut.</i></p><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, these nails are crispy!"</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><i>What does that mean, Cam?</i></span></p><p style="color: #4c4c4c;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"It means they are overdone!"</span></p></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-74616650774370261992023-11-12T07:39:00.136-05:002023-11-15T13:14:12.468-05:00Crazy Cough - Week of Nov. 6th<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirYW9Dkdw_gZCjUEQDb26lQRvW1e1D3qdazokC4y_FxwfnuGFRvE1Bbjg8sXy1menbVnfBqj1dH-5a7bgy9Guo_C2ZEZ82EjF1PnQ0xsdXHY3YD6VK3v5Ss8gDEe6QYijS_xIFsfwWuBusAXxAl1Dv46WtAzVHRzISQz7rTQbRPqxxf9P0kbpbeKjoKliZ/s4032/IMG_4944.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirYW9Dkdw_gZCjUEQDb26lQRvW1e1D3qdazokC4y_FxwfnuGFRvE1Bbjg8sXy1menbVnfBqj1dH-5a7bgy9Guo_C2ZEZ82EjF1PnQ0xsdXHY3YD6VK3v5Ss8gDEe6QYijS_xIFsfwWuBusAXxAl1Dv46WtAzVHRzISQz7rTQbRPqxxf9P0kbpbeKjoKliZ/w200-h150/IMG_4944.HEIC" width="200" /></a><b><i><span style="color: red;">Sick by Shel Silverstein</span></i></b></p><p><i><span style="color: #741b47;">"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more—that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut—my eyes are blue—
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke—
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is—what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAjJqklchujsp6IEgLcEe6BPHRSpQReVHHr9mxz7IcZU9IlflM_XmC7R9A5JtEEt941oDtHJM92S1sZGf_Dg0ecoWjrObmaOv1Zem82g4oLhLoTMGeQSAi0ZeUhoptWaEuHae1_-0gRJeEepkqDu-UyQFOxdinbZwqA6ZuOCU3N9JiQkk1yYfuuK5NGIeu/s2046/image1%20(1)-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAjJqklchujsp6IEgLcEe6BPHRSpQReVHHr9mxz7IcZU9IlflM_XmC7R9A5JtEEt941oDtHJM92S1sZGf_Dg0ecoWjrObmaOv1Zem82g4oLhLoTMGeQSAi0ZeUhoptWaEuHae1_-0gRJeEepkqDu-UyQFOxdinbZwqA6ZuOCU3N9JiQkk1yYfuuK5NGIeu/w200-h200/image1%20(1)-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></i></p><p>It was a challenging week for Cam. Unlike Peggy Ann McKay, he didn't pretend to be sick but truly had an annoying cough which sidelined him for the first three school days. He rode the bus on Thursday and had a decent day. That evening, he agreed to keep his scheduled haircut and we all enjoyed dinner at a Mexican restaurant right next to the barbershop. <br />On Friday, Cameron was very proud to be able to honor his dad at the high school Veteran's Day assembly.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYhXWlGWigyaOFiysgzCQ0bFcMEzYQHNAy_jdSDl2t3BfDF_gClEHk2cAMtBnNXz8dZAA4Xr83hmOSiilmrEYbXelmvdlsuKFRtsJZTm0EpdBPc_JvapYlwJ_JmqmfFOLi8fk_jiY4YZuapKubE8PwO9pLlEcpt8Ez70pjBYQI0OXsp_3Yuf7Acr14oEon/s4032/IMG_4946.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYhXWlGWigyaOFiysgzCQ0bFcMEzYQHNAy_jdSDl2t3BfDF_gClEHk2cAMtBnNXz8dZAA4Xr83hmOSiilmrEYbXelmvdlsuKFRtsJZTm0EpdBPc_JvapYlwJ_JmqmfFOLi8fk_jiY4YZuapKubE8PwO9pLlEcpt8Ez70pjBYQI0OXsp_3Yuf7Acr14oEon/w200-h150/IMG_4946.HEIC" width="200" /></a></p><p>Friday evening, Ms. Amanda stayed with Cam while Chris and Jane attended a fundraiser for the Adaptive Ski Association of West Michigan at the Downtown Market. Although they didn't win anything from the auction, they were excited to see the new ski sleds and snapped a picture of one for their son. As a family, we will return to the slopes in January with the Adaptive Ski group.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiREZ-w3p3ODu7DKw6_X3qwrygpGOpWWXd-SSTvNZIEBWmuYzG6u3djfGR7rBAAVigkhVJhA57n8WtSw8kcuVJmqHsA8Rjj7tY7PgnYHxHx2kUHhmB2fG2TgrUV1R1egUqwimFL82wzsic21Cza6VkWVIhBUlrZQEvPPEAf1Rt2VQO_vsMcdudcSMxOmRiR/s2046/IMG_5954-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiREZ-w3p3ODu7DKw6_X3qwrygpGOpWWXd-SSTvNZIEBWmuYzG6u3djfGR7rBAAVigkhVJhA57n8WtSw8kcuVJmqHsA8Rjj7tY7PgnYHxHx2kUHhmB2fG2TgrUV1R1egUqwimFL82wzsic21Cza6VkWVIhBUlrZQEvPPEAf1Rt2VQO_vsMcdudcSMxOmRiR/w200-h200/IMG_5954-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Saturday was a relaxing day at home for Cam. On Sunday, we met Oma and Opa for brunch in Spring Lake. The Village Baker serves breakfast and lunch and offers an array of homemade breads and pastries. Cameron chose a BLT sandwich while the rest of us settled on breakfast items. </p><p>It was good to see the sunshine and after our leisurely meal, we headed to Grand Haven and noticed that the village of Spring Lake was already decorated for Christmas. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkAMfPnJvVYpzw8v91ViSv9gVdTo6U2S5Tu1c4q3z-JmzqajjTkJQTQnT-EhPrzNY8jvEcq2jX6nyn-XGhTWPSAC8gB6FwGNEOi8l-xfPUqOHEGhXqYEYxtthvlk1r3H1O9-tYoOre5wBBMiMeK0pdjq4mPozRdWYscUEGcbGrCbQ0sbz6i0vK4PgCjVJP/s4032/IMG_5965.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkAMfPnJvVYpzw8v91ViSv9gVdTo6U2S5Tu1c4q3z-JmzqajjTkJQTQnT-EhPrzNY8jvEcq2jX6nyn-XGhTWPSAC8gB6FwGNEOi8l-xfPUqOHEGhXqYEYxtthvlk1r3H1O9-tYoOre5wBBMiMeK0pdjq4mPozRdWYscUEGcbGrCbQ0sbz6i0vK4PgCjVJP/w150-h200/IMG_5965.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Our destination was Oma and Opa's place which is one of Cam's favorite locales.</p><p>Even though we haven't celebrated Thanksgiving yet, we helped Oma arrange the holiday items around their abode. It was fun to see everything so festive. </p><p>Cam is a big fan of Alexa. Oma uses it to set timers and play music. We asked Alexa to play one of Opa's favorite bands, The Glenn Miller Orchestra. While he was resting in his recliner, he began quietly snapping his fingers and smiling. It was a highlight for Cameron as he noted how truly happy the songs made his grandpa feel.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7s5ZKQDLr8XXv-Y5wpTH2UO7Pg7ngyrvDDFh-tQbKj_oSTZ24BUM0dt-HcogpT8HM_Ilo3Drpe9uMq9cqtm9c0j3d8HKPJXm_FChEsRJLJ9v-oQieRsUnGpT0xYg5yWZ9RC_OYcjMJ76hxWNEOAl7FlLzi7k1bc9D3v20Tr5_oSjlfJBoZICDbIfq9188/s4032/IMG_5963.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7s5ZKQDLr8XXv-Y5wpTH2UO7Pg7ngyrvDDFh-tQbKj_oSTZ24BUM0dt-HcogpT8HM_Ilo3Drpe9uMq9cqtm9c0j3d8HKPJXm_FChEsRJLJ9v-oQieRsUnGpT0xYg5yWZ9RC_OYcjMJ76hxWNEOAl7FlLzi7k1bc9D3v20Tr5_oSjlfJBoZICDbIfq9188/w118-h157/IMG_5963.HEIC" width="118" /></a></div>Our time with Oma and Opa always goes by so quickly. As we said goodbye, we noted that it wouldn't be too long until we were together again. Thanksgiving is less than 2 weeks away!<p></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b></b></u></b></u></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><p><i>When Cam is dealing with any illness during the school year, he has a difficult time determining when his body is well enough to return to activities. Thursday morning, he announced a new plan. </i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"I am making a confident cheat sheet to know all of the things that make me confident that I can return to school."</span></p></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-73116652285017623412023-11-05T22:02:00.272-05:002023-11-10T06:58:45.749-05:00A Treat for Cam's Parents - Week of Oct. 30th<div class="separator"><div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iRrtiND0nSLf_fJzFVX4glUizlPAMF2fi9gYVtFCmS8XC-it8RzPL0SdZCXMP5FB_X8QWpPLpSyv7z4mlujQmoliu8hd4FMbZa0tHgRFMOfU3MSQclK-ib_eFfZoEEeJhvedkm2TJCjSeQZEklcx61TWd2_T7nSXdYbEM3XRYnoBSVltanpxWbfDIg0J/s2046/IMG_5932-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2046" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iRrtiND0nSLf_fJzFVX4glUizlPAMF2fi9gYVtFCmS8XC-it8RzPL0SdZCXMP5FB_X8QWpPLpSyv7z4mlujQmoliu8hd4FMbZa0tHgRFMOfU3MSQclK-ib_eFfZoEEeJhvedkm2TJCjSeQZEklcx61TWd2_T7nSXdYbEM3XRYnoBSVltanpxWbfDIg0J/w200-h150/IMG_5932-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Everyone can usually name their favorite Halloween treat. Cameron has always had an affinity towards chocolate. The Weatherford household did not see any trick-or-treaters Tuesday evening. Even though we didn't see a substantial amount of snow, it definitely deterred the kiddos. Fortunately, or unfortunately, an ample amount of full-size candy bars remained at our home.Cam's top pick is Reese's peanut butter cups. We were curious how they came to be... <i><span style="font-size: x-small;">The H.B. Reese Candy Company was established in 1923 by H. B. Reese in Hershey, Pennsylvania. The official product name was "Penny Cups" because they could be purchased for one cent. Reese had originally worked at a Hershey dairy farm, and from the start, he used Hershey chocolate in his confections. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups were his most popular candy, leading Reese to eventually discontinue his other lines. </span></i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>On July 2, 1963, the Reese brothers merged the H. B. Reese Candy Company with the Hershey Chocolate Corporation in a tax-free stock-for-stock merger. In 1969, only six years after the Reese/Hershey merger, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups became The Hershey Company's top seller.</i></span><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Reese died in 1956, passing the company to his six sons, Robert, John, Ed, Ralph, Harry, and Charles Richard Reese.</span></i></div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AcHEX2QQRJ9kbvtD0vkoO_C3LwcErFeA5fAL88McC8f6JCbteUurnGhVq7WW2Un85H20nE1U_bdsAHQTkZjYdT8ViX-j6gBTPqmFaR3hG78bJaIjwVvRvFwmKFnI7buABBV3lAH40LR6D0DeFHJZFDeGX_PwxocI3HMjhsPel2hskpNbefdVmnMLkXI1/s2046/IMG_4912-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AcHEX2QQRJ9kbvtD0vkoO_C3LwcErFeA5fAL88McC8f6JCbteUurnGhVq7WW2Un85H20nE1U_bdsAHQTkZjYdT8ViX-j6gBTPqmFaR3hG78bJaIjwVvRvFwmKFnI7buABBV3lAH40LR6D0DeFHJZFDeGX_PwxocI3HMjhsPel2hskpNbefdVmnMLkXI1/w200-h200/IMG_4912-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Wednesday evening, Cam was back at power soccer practice. Now that he is getting into the groove of things, it is an activity he looks forward to every week.</div><div><br /></div><div>On Friday, a very long-awaited treat was in store for Cam's parents.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIw008zOc9YkTeR5vqPvmVuF2S1uIBqCxYpU_1tpOVrpQLhhhOb4rI-mU-2r87ev09R11bwSuedSqdoEn9HyC3dG1CrcRlIXQemB6IH7cX7ESf1qlEZ2a0ByaoE6j7VG950ZDZQv2aiphDhEi3BltrKES4Hi_uNf7c5xvsrGUYLNvsgORPgtAFUxomonrG/s1600/IMG_8623.heic" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1202" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIw008zOc9YkTeR5vqPvmVuF2S1uIBqCxYpU_1tpOVrpQLhhhOb4rI-mU-2r87ev09R11bwSuedSqdoEn9HyC3dG1CrcRlIXQemB6IH7cX7ESf1qlEZ2a0ByaoE6j7VG950ZDZQv2aiphDhEi3BltrKES4Hi_uNf7c5xvsrGUYLNvsgORPgtAFUxomonrG/w90-h120/IMG_8623.heic" width="90" /></a><div>Our dear friends, Steve and Patti, had offered to spend the night with Cameron. They considered it their anniversary gift to Chris and Jane! It also marked the first time in 8 years that Cam's parents had spent the night away solo. </div></div><div>The amazing gift was only possible because of Cameron's willingness to take part in the plan. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8yHqGb2rfqQzbPdCd_x1m2HqLI6wUbLycna1qOrKC_ZUhz4R_WtQkdHfXA6bE83CwQY67lq2d4ZKHGuo3YlpXpDDGMEt8vp0-RIuU8KmwkGrUitLjGA9UGF6Ucr6Tj9FCDgFgEdH8C3lBXGWmMRj9x5563uSuErnmEaS4fZDABQqAQJ7YB0s_wyoiMvI0/s2046/IMG_4934-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="169" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8yHqGb2rfqQzbPdCd_x1m2HqLI6wUbLycna1qOrKC_ZUhz4R_WtQkdHfXA6bE83CwQY67lq2d4ZKHGuo3YlpXpDDGMEt8vp0-RIuU8KmwkGrUitLjGA9UGF6Ucr6Tj9FCDgFgEdH8C3lBXGWmMRj9x5563uSuErnmEaS4fZDABQqAQJ7YB0s_wyoiMvI0/w169-h169/IMG_4934-COLLAGE.jpg" width="169" /></a><br /></div><div>Chris and Jane took the afternoon off of work and made their way downtown. They enjoyed a leisurely lunch, afternoon coffee, nice dinner and many rounds of ping pong.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpK6vzbjR5s9idOfgYZfhPRZa1uZdM5tFq2FfEWSRwx1NCOXK9KGF0RFHPOelDXLSGfLf1zxMWyHuk1zcKcpc9e5GCERTPoPjjc1wFE6tur8NHpqF1uXt1nE1FDU3PMke7TG0LS23u0tP2FdfLetnpEjBpoCyow6skswjV-sgUAY6yI-GGVRB80l1lIc8/s2046/IMG_7959-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="1535" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpK6vzbjR5s9idOfgYZfhPRZa1uZdM5tFq2FfEWSRwx1NCOXK9KGF0RFHPOelDXLSGfLf1zxMWyHuk1zcKcpc9e5GCERTPoPjjc1wFE6tur8NHpqF1uXt1nE1FDU3PMke7TG0LS23u0tP2FdfLetnpEjBpoCyow6skswjV-sgUAY6yI-GGVRB80l1lIc8/w150-h200/IMG_7959-COLLAGE.jpg" width="150" /></a>Ms. Ann arrived after school to tutor and offered any assistance she could provide.</div><div>Steve and Patti appeared before dinner time. An extra treat for Cam was a pizza and breadstick dinner- his favorite! They played Uno together and watched a classic movie, "The Apple Dumpling Gang."</div><div><br /></div><div>The evening was a success for everyone! An important reminder for us all: friends and family who give the present of themselves with their time and energy provide the most priceless gift of all! </div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></div><div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><p><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3eOh3iDl0L5G6HwowDLMN3xHEMp_w0vDd-cxjg1jTXm-b2rOsNYWEyEXFoFPvCJVg5DiyldxkJhAN0xWbgIsqg0ZcS-DcZ8mUzU9St9LYlrLyHr_4kGTIjoJBnQ0QA8mPbhLjh7qch8bvI8p8drp_yrVpm-QF2KDPzMUEnTrjNxFifMJuoknJN7pp9rd1/s1920/IMG_5949%20Copy.JPG" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3eOh3iDl0L5G6HwowDLMN3xHEMp_w0vDd-cxjg1jTXm-b2rOsNYWEyEXFoFPvCJVg5DiyldxkJhAN0xWbgIsqg0ZcS-DcZ8mUzU9St9LYlrLyHr_4kGTIjoJBnQ0QA8mPbhLjh7qch8bvI8p8drp_yrVpm-QF2KDPzMUEnTrjNxFifMJuoknJN7pp9rd1/w200-h113/IMG_5949%20Copy.JPG" width="200" /></a>There were many questions and inquiries from our overly prepared son leading up to Friday. He<br /> knows his routine and all of the technology surrounding it. Even though we knew he was a little nervous, his sweetness was still evident as Cam and Jane ventured down the driveway to meet the school bus Friday morning.</i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, I really hope you and Dad have a wonderful time at your hotel tonight!"</span></p></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-28629336879299827192023-10-29T16:56:00.231-04:002023-11-02T22:02:32.962-04:00Trunks with Treats - Week of Oct. 23rd<p><i><span style="color: #990000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_G7gJ949UBWbDCdCw3G4k8EpFRNxvYD4xP7aYrcqRNX2NbLO75HLEhTinksjIClX1fQUhrDLbDoID5ViaelxuOKpoLlSOOk5tOl9FWgwaKrK3gn45IQj3N30dWVqeLBO5nB3HQkQ6IA73Z5hLmm6dJFlOOHlnRIqOuMXRP1SHNXj9a70PAkkE6bYvbJz/s2046/IMG_4881-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_G7gJ949UBWbDCdCw3G4k8EpFRNxvYD4xP7aYrcqRNX2NbLO75HLEhTinksjIClX1fQUhrDLbDoID5ViaelxuOKpoLlSOOk5tOl9FWgwaKrK3gn45IQj3N30dWVqeLBO5nB3HQkQ6IA73Z5hLmm6dJFlOOHlnRIqOuMXRP1SHNXj9a70PAkkE6bYvbJz/w320-h320/IMG_4881-COLLAGE.jpg" width="320" /></a>"We can't help everyone... but everyone can help someone." ~Dr. Loretta Scott</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #b45f06;">"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has." ~Margaret Mead</span></i></p><p>It was a non-profit week in the Weatherford household. With 4 events on the horizon, Cameron was a bit relieved to only have four full days of school. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYi1sT6X0UC2iojXT03hXAlE2WMqhUfPbtj2WFSvjC3H6aiwZ4Z69KSl0BSN5zG9Kb-5E7UT-MlPJY7eoUsvOeUKNGaNQEDaKmREpZ6MSxT0EyCJucyA0RgdNPdjKuHJRTtLmk6sJvM-Ed95uBB_2jvggSQSyEpl7yjSH1y6M1PGEGfwAaguju_PdMrnA/s2047/IMG_5875-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2047" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYi1sT6X0UC2iojXT03hXAlE2WMqhUfPbtj2WFSvjC3H6aiwZ4Z69KSl0BSN5zG9Kb-5E7UT-MlPJY7eoUsvOeUKNGaNQEDaKmREpZ6MSxT0EyCJucyA0RgdNPdjKuHJRTtLmk6sJvM-Ed95uBB_2jvggSQSyEpl7yjSH1y6M1PGEGfwAaguju_PdMrnA/s320/IMG_5875-COLLAGE.jpg" width="320" /></a>Wednesday evening was the "Fowling to Keep 'Em Rolling" fundraiser at the <a href="https://fowlingwarehouse.com/grandrapids/" target="_blank">Fowling Warehouse</a> just a few minutes from our house. Cam saw quite a few friends there including Onji, Gibson and Liam, the newest Youth Ambassador. JT's pizza was served, many items were raffled off and costume winners were crowned. It was a successful event and a great turnout. As a board member, Jane was so happy to see everyone rally around the cause to provide necessary equipment to those in need.</p><p>Friday afternoon, Jane arrived at Mary Free Bed Rehabilitation Hospital to help set up for the Trunk or Treat activity. The Guild, which Jane is a member of, created personalized treat bags for inpatients and outpatients. Cameron helped created the bags and also agreed to dress up as part of The Wizard of Oz theme. One of the attendees even let Jane "borrow" a real puppy to have in her basket for a few minutes. The ten-week old poodle named Lloyd (not Toto) truly looked like a stuffed animal. Cam rocked his lion costume and had fun exploring the Therapy Garden, which was turned into the Scare-apy Garden for the evening. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirbDEt_ag4uZnpFJ-pYKg8x2OC9S6bKvt-h0xDNZd4ez6ZxlDQavY29vlbcpoPEIPXYJ9PA6d5UZiLr9YCsipwQMkjOBPiFDxbgUML1f0Rcg6TduH97mc2jVCS16Jq5YIl7PEtte6Q9r6AeerW2tJUtoVjZqS3VPf8H4sByXFGom06xDqgB-rLzzecCrig/s4032/IMG_5902.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirbDEt_ag4uZnpFJ-pYKg8x2OC9S6bKvt-h0xDNZd4ez6ZxlDQavY29vlbcpoPEIPXYJ9PA6d5UZiLr9YCsipwQMkjOBPiFDxbgUML1f0Rcg6TduH97mc2jVCS16Jq5YIl7PEtte6Q9r6AeerW2tJUtoVjZqS3VPf8H4sByXFGom06xDqgB-rLzzecCrig/w108-h144/IMG_5902.HEIC" width="108" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBNjz_2mfCSIgY4Jr8hbstYwU9AGqzhQI9CC4pfxhig_YNkBEGL6XM4fvBxLKbHOLS3hxRPBZbWndX00ndPTFzMeBSNkZHSWJQ0eIiLK4LhhLm8_6sLBU2XeCTNmWwaN1iiYKKE196vZDIquDEXQbuD8h1RSWbN7MZ4hDEwpJCfrq4-_kA6Y-QKZXPXkY/s4032/IMG_5905%20Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBNjz_2mfCSIgY4Jr8hbstYwU9AGqzhQI9CC4pfxhig_YNkBEGL6XM4fvBxLKbHOLS3hxRPBZbWndX00ndPTFzMeBSNkZHSWJQ0eIiLK4LhhLm8_6sLBU2XeCTNmWwaN1iiYKKE196vZDIquDEXQbuD8h1RSWbN7MZ4hDEwpJCfrq4-_kA6Y-QKZXPXkY/w150-h200/IMG_5905%20Copy.JPG" width="150" /></a></p>At 7pm, Jane and her son headed off to the next Trunk or Treat at Clock Mobility. Chris was there supporting Lori's Voice, for which he is a board member. It was a mild temperature evening and the rain held off. All of the organizations at Clock indicated that busloads of people had been dropped off earlier and it had been quite busy. Cameron had collected lots of candy at MFB and declared upon entry to this one that he did not want any more treats. One of the creative decorations was a Barbie photo booth. Our entire family departed the Clock Mobility location at the same time in different vehicles. We all slept in the next morning.<div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ClZrLIf5HqSXeV2MhmtZ_WX3iOSS8LoTl6Ypuw2C6V6g2pJR6reDXle2YzCu2gaBT2mBEa5pXDiKFaIOuLe7hoQFfPWePcMpm0Uwevyv6Ff63mpQ7RH0MFDc7CPNdE6jpqEB8YRDbR9bqBuQlHUYzeV9nRopoQKn80zpohVETDUbKKlhbQyhyphenhyphen8Uhn9-D/s1501/IMG_5926-EDIT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1501" data-original-width="602" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7ClZrLIf5HqSXeV2MhmtZ_WX3iOSS8LoTl6Ypuw2C6V6g2pJR6reDXle2YzCu2gaBT2mBEa5pXDiKFaIOuLe7hoQFfPWePcMpm0Uwevyv6Ff63mpQ7RH0MFDc7CPNdE6jpqEB8YRDbR9bqBuQlHUYzeV9nRopoQKn80zpohVETDUbKKlhbQyhyphenhyphen8Uhn9-D/s320/IMG_5926-EDIT.jpg" width="128" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglO-qq51KaJnS9hnQrw9NhVA74gIY5DIoNmOmb-YYFltXLecy9oscw4HUy3skskqAzckVTX4PV_4A1ppJ5qraT48RtDYI2Fk7Bk0r98cnAIU9DhOIPMPIu-xmNSyEHfJYimicKbICkt64QaMT1e3_n1CNXsKemKm84p3dvxS0NhiXr8ZcY1ZpoO9R6ub2N/s4032/IMG_5908.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglO-qq51KaJnS9hnQrw9NhVA74gIY5DIoNmOmb-YYFltXLecy9oscw4HUy3skskqAzckVTX4PV_4A1ppJ5qraT48RtDYI2Fk7Bk0r98cnAIU9DhOIPMPIu-xmNSyEHfJYimicKbICkt64QaMT1e3_n1CNXsKemKm84p3dvxS0NhiXr8ZcY1ZpoO9R6ub2N/w150-h200/IMG_5908.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Saturday brought some sunshine with cooler temps in the 50s. Chris and his son decided it was time to move the deck furniture under the house in preparation for the forecasted frost in the near future. During the fall season, the leaves seem to fly off the trees as quickly as they are cleaned up.</div><div><br />Saturday evening, Ms. Ann arrived to hang out with Cam while his parents attended the Mary Free Bed Gala downtown. A photo booth was set up for the event. The Center for Autism was the focus for fundraising and we heard some incredible stories, enjoyed a delicious dinner and danced to a live band.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIEtgkolN5JOxWivtvrgBMB4jE_Wyzb03R1Kc27snJsXWTr_ILRZhiOZ-n_UE5Q93wl5dYCpxa8MX1PUvzVh9QcNBCUiKCVZTQBuid0ZzhTh38YIF6SthXxAhpqj_yTtNxSs53wyzZ-n2I0owklNqgXMrYnt-TgWPlTQ0cMCrk-WymkXoNDlDnyvUkD2nZ/s2046/IMG_5916-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIEtgkolN5JOxWivtvrgBMB4jE_Wyzb03R1Kc27snJsXWTr_ILRZhiOZ-n_UE5Q93wl5dYCpxa8MX1PUvzVh9QcNBCUiKCVZTQBuid0ZzhTh38YIF6SthXxAhpqj_yTtNxSs53wyzZ-n2I0owklNqgXMrYnt-TgWPlTQ0cMCrk-WymkXoNDlDnyvUkD2nZ/w200-h200/IMG_5916-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Sunday afternoon, it was Cam's turn to be out and about. We all met up with Brody and his mom at Culver's for lunch. From there, we headed to the movie theater where the boys and their moms had tickets for the Taylor Swift Eras Tour concert movie. </div><div>Brody loves music and asked if his best buddy, Cam could see the flick too. It marked the very first time that the foursome had watched a concert on the big screen. At times, it truly seemed like you were right there in the audience. For Cam, the pure enjoyment of hearing the songs was relaxing. None of us thought we would make it through the entire 2 hours and 43 minutes of run time. </div><div>To our collective surprise, we stayed until the end! Upon arrival home, Cam and his mom declared it was definitely worth it and much more affordable than the actual concert ticket price!<u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2i7v0eeVCA7jytogTEj-AQQtH-aHRKjtqwu9ELYx9R904huHH-SE2g-GA7QdmPN_-7U3RIrW1eOc6i9slQm2tZlMhf4pwtDl77WU0ePKiklEjxCGSKgrSXu6kMlqJCpHc9w9dLUxM1T7TI4FR2WPt9LnbB6xRpP2Uf2X9I3rhq0owXzBcA9dYk6taFAhG/s4032/IMG_5924.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2i7v0eeVCA7jytogTEj-AQQtH-aHRKjtqwu9ELYx9R904huHH-SE2g-GA7QdmPN_-7U3RIrW1eOc6i9slQm2tZlMhf4pwtDl77WU0ePKiklEjxCGSKgrSXu6kMlqJCpHc9w9dLUxM1T7TI4FR2WPt9LnbB6xRpP2Uf2X9I3rhq0owXzBcA9dYk6taFAhG/w157-h118/IMG_5924.HEIC" width="157" /></a></div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></div>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></div><div><p><i>Cam pays attention to details. His questions can surprise us, not only because they are insightful, but also since we may not have thought of them. At the end of the movie, he asked his mom.</i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Do you think the people they showed in the concert all had to sign a disclaimer to be in the movie?" </span></p></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-46182330796328169112023-10-22T07:22:00.197-04:002023-10-26T21:38:08.633-04:00The YA Club - Week of Oct. 16th<div><i><span style="color: #45818e;">"I will continue to lift as I climb." ~Blessing Adogame, Youth Ambassador of Theirworld, UX Product Manager for Microsoft</span></i></div><div><div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihITO-Do4FzcNOHb_iLNJPTupilxryC-hPe0xTXm9TSxuhZrjDy2dDrCKwnSHyCX0TvTytOshXPBLZDe_yQj1N9Nux672YQO5NPDENEiqw_tKNyLb5jov023HaIYCPMVNAE3o0eCy70DG4Eu9qfU_G0XnklMEKLI5pvZTPC8XLUe4zVK7mnesfAKXjoPq-/s1012/IMG_5788-COLLAGE.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1012" data-original-width="1012" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihITO-Do4FzcNOHb_iLNJPTupilxryC-hPe0xTXm9TSxuhZrjDy2dDrCKwnSHyCX0TvTytOshXPBLZDe_yQj1N9Nux672YQO5NPDENEiqw_tKNyLb5jov023HaIYCPMVNAE3o0eCy70DG4Eu9qfU_G0XnklMEKLI5pvZTPC8XLUe4zVK7mnesfAKXjoPq-/w200-h200/IMG_5788-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></div></div>A youth ambassador is a young agent, representative and/or steward for the charity for which they work. Youth ambassadors have been introduced in order to promote participation, or spread goodwill or knowledge.<div>Cameron was asked to be the first youth ambassador for <a href="https://renewmobility.org/" target="_blank">Renew Mobility</a> in 2020. This was in part, due to his idea to donate our used handicap van to the non-profit for their use of transporting equipment. He is always ready to tell people about the organization and we have learned that the youth ambassadorship does not expire any time soon.</div><div>Now, in 2023, his buddy Liam was honored as the latest esteemed youth ambassador for Renew Mobility. The executive director of Renew, Coleen, set up a surprise luncheon on Friday at Culver's. Since both Cam and Liam attend the same high school, they were both on fall break. The best part was that Liam had no idea why we were all there! Both families were in full force with all members in attendance. Everyone <br />enjoyed a delicious lunch after the latest Renew Mobility Youth Ambassador was inducted.<br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhvDuv3yGgNBfYlCpyE54XdqABLr230q4RKpUxH2Knj5s9ek1PMNAhnhnW2h5ToOIh-XOU6fskPCLjdUS2hGHd_6MgOogQgWEDisRHhWhfGoutJ8b1DyyC_gn2QH2j9dJsFfQPRrD8S0HKo7QSdsfjruOOLOwhGh16oz3kYQDN5eOqrpR8lSXqnIWNJ8pC/s4032/IMG_5803.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhvDuv3yGgNBfYlCpyE54XdqABLr230q4RKpUxH2Knj5s9ek1PMNAhnhnW2h5ToOIh-XOU6fskPCLjdUS2hGHd_6MgOogQgWEDisRHhWhfGoutJ8b1DyyC_gn2QH2j9dJsFfQPRrD8S0HKo7QSdsfjruOOLOwhGh16oz3kYQDN5eOqrpR8lSXqnIWNJ8pC/w200-h150/IMG_5803.HEIC" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxAMHO_gOMPsj2t7yxOPY-ecryC_RcaGU-Bfg7B15ITvnI4VYAYUlydvRyNLxUvoC_q1mJl__RJ6MebnSONB9qN4nUAkTVgOZgf8chYiE28_JdQKxRTuXrwx4FGKvsmIZxqYCuqYngZjTODbeHNs8spNzAWprpzzxoh6tCnXfX-jo8dVmHbf7GgwqU-8X1/s4032/IMG_5800.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="99" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxAMHO_gOMPsj2t7yxOPY-ecryC_RcaGU-Bfg7B15ITvnI4VYAYUlydvRyNLxUvoC_q1mJl__RJ6MebnSONB9qN4nUAkTVgOZgf8chYiE28_JdQKxRTuXrwx4FGKvsmIZxqYCuqYngZjTODbeHNs8spNzAWprpzzxoh6tCnXfX-jo8dVmHbf7GgwqU-8X1/w132-h99/IMG_5800.HEIC" width="132" /></a>Since Cam and his mom had the day off together, we decided we should celebrate. Chris met us for an early dinner in Ada at a place Cam had never been before: <a href="https://adagaragebar.com/" target="_blank">Garage Bar and Grill</a>. Cameron's dad had raved about their chicken tenders and cheese curds. Cam laughed when his mom showed him in the menu that the cheesy appetizer was called squeaky wheels. We all enjoyed a great meal and Cam declared the chicken and cheese his all-time favorite!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_dOabYm3EwAzIsmmY69E-gzjh13e2NrnSpgCIMBUB1hTXlrV-lSqWk4xf59r7Y-m8wBnuGQ09oKNNowhrm4xN4OjV933R73Cj03aSX6MZfXeWSfW_vF0RjxRVPPnQxj-fWAaQSi2sbpo4YiUJ3PbCwTvzalzuVBK5cD0Q8XtDMaGFVe-li1nJWKesEg2/s2047/IMG_5810-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2047" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_dOabYm3EwAzIsmmY69E-gzjh13e2NrnSpgCIMBUB1hTXlrV-lSqWk4xf59r7Y-m8wBnuGQ09oKNNowhrm4xN4OjV933R73Cj03aSX6MZfXeWSfW_vF0RjxRVPPnQxj-fWAaQSi2sbpo4YiUJ3PbCwTvzalzuVBK5cD0Q8XtDMaGFVe-li1nJWKesEg2/w200-h200/IMG_5810-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a></p><p>The weekend was filled with various projects and a Halloween movie- Hocus Pocus. Cam helped his mom figure out decorations for treat bags that we were customizing for kid patients at Mary Free Bed as part of a project for the MFB Guild. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuGFKEXCDgSO2L9CWB-vW4d5UPaAEbu2BdOpS3xxN9rWTSbmOzRIy7aE7BRZvAWTHn2xwY8aDW_ygn0pr_sMmD4u_Yx3bZ_nNL6Q2ACTgp0jFlZqUOMDcn4HU_yx8me6go6wqw8W13JACoHrcPhA86piSPaGM-bvtwXSUhKEE-nRcjl7PZ4wWDzyVWjs3a/s2580/IMG_3675.heic" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2580" data-original-width="2551" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuGFKEXCDgSO2L9CWB-vW4d5UPaAEbu2BdOpS3xxN9rWTSbmOzRIy7aE7BRZvAWTHn2xwY8aDW_ygn0pr_sMmD4u_Yx3bZ_nNL6Q2ACTgp0jFlZqUOMDcn4HU_yx8me6go6wqw8W13JACoHrcPhA86piSPaGM-bvtwXSUhKEE-nRcjl7PZ4wWDzyVWjs3a/w198-h200/IMG_3675.heic" width="198" /></a>Since Monday was still part of Cam's fall break, we decided to include it in this week's blog. Mom and son met Brody and his family at <a href="https://www.deeprootsproduce.farm/" target="_blank">Deep Roots Produce</a> located in Caledonia, just 15 minutes away. Their pumpkin patch is enormous. The location also has a petting zoo, free of charge, with alpacas, goats, chickens, roosters, sheep, donkeys and pigs. A feed cup is purchasable to feed the hungry animals. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd_EX-iRsofo-_VX6d7Yf2Bzukj1qV4eD0XwGNDni_CE441q-WERV3y5Rq6wEZSBzcxWzYPfKOILP1LfVbMkht9MYzZyE5vgTivZ2Klgj86SlwvQqKKi_lUmAaBb_tHF_iPVEmyBYflvTkBhS8yinxzZrmrYf87-ogBbMSIoxMY2Ysvt-YwD3SNQF7u-nX/s3459/IMG_7903.heic" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3459" data-original-width="2926" height="137" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd_EX-iRsofo-_VX6d7Yf2Bzukj1qV4eD0XwGNDni_CE441q-WERV3y5Rq6wEZSBzcxWzYPfKOILP1LfVbMkht9MYzZyE5vgTivZ2Klgj86SlwvQqKKi_lUmAaBb_tHF_iPVEmyBYflvTkBhS8yinxzZrmrYf87-ogBbMSIoxMY2Ysvt-YwD3SNQF7u-nX/w116-h137/IMG_7903.heic" width="116" /></a>Our crew can absolutely confirm that alpacas do spit without any warning whatsoever. The goats were Cam and Jane's favorite along with the sweet sheep. We all picked out pumpkins, purchased some farm fresh produce and enjoyed the sunshine. The boys even thought that Jane and Jenny could almost be mistaken for sisters.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2B6J6wD05OW_bu3ISqtEYMlu_NmPrTO1e9IQS9LbCiTKTYzLje9cAAA_AhPJGaWVaQYDukPV5LVN84yaGslcZxJQFbQLV9YqCc-aZ2Qv0gvkpIDd8omUa3vWw6j792pZExoVxDntURpBUeuQR27SHbbas-3MfUCKH3nA9wjRUYZ1Iu-t7B6IJKRVcQLwF/s2684/IMG_5824.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2309" data-original-width="2684" height="172" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2B6J6wD05OW_bu3ISqtEYMlu_NmPrTO1e9IQS9LbCiTKTYzLje9cAAA_AhPJGaWVaQYDukPV5LVN84yaGslcZxJQFbQLV9YqCc-aZ2Qv0gvkpIDd8omUa3vWw6j792pZExoVxDntURpBUeuQR27SHbbas-3MfUCKH3nA9wjRUYZ1Iu-t7B6IJKRVcQLwF/w200-h172/IMG_5824.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Our area of western Michigan is approaching its peak leaf color for the fall season. As Jane and Cam were headed back home, they passed countless trees that almost looked painted. Jane stopped to snap a pic, which made her son a bit nervous that far too many laws were being impacted by this action.<u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div><p><i>Every Monday, Cam has his swimming therapy and PT appointment back to back. Depending on his parents' work commitments, some days we're arriving just in time. Cameron always shares his honest opinion... </i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Mom, you parked horribly!"</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00fe;">"Ok, thanks for your support, Cam." (laughing)</span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Well, it's the truth, Mom." (both chuckling)</span></p></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-7327839546982880082023-10-15T19:43:00.174-04:002023-10-19T07:21:46.632-04:00Soccer Power - Week of Oct. 9th<div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8ig1f_uxE4KwUtGb2d45sKzrKfsiyaK6-LJO9WCHQgT65CChm4IDLLCy-nvtygXNkwDDMbJyyUEOPyMZwW0UQEHOOtqWKo4084s84Pq81d2WvXofxNQG2pf3VWck4gNFndW4ZFVuajeNutWZ6N_k3oluHMDZuL340LiT5cwSZiOMW0sVULkk7wztQmOf/s4032/IMG_5778.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8ig1f_uxE4KwUtGb2d45sKzrKfsiyaK6-LJO9WCHQgT65CChm4IDLLCy-nvtygXNkwDDMbJyyUEOPyMZwW0UQEHOOtqWKo4084s84Pq81d2WvXofxNQG2pf3VWck4gNFndW4ZFVuajeNutWZ6N_k3oluHMDZuL340LiT5cwSZiOMW0sVULkk7wztQmOf/w150-h200/IMG_5778.HEIC" width="150" /></a></div><div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguaKTZvaPUAGhttFzjeTG9xBPNKg_hxmwOLQY6eMpyF6PEutvA5QNqwgh35JiYN8u_vD2sO1V8J-1HpbEGH2Ts4saMeQHHs7I-3LDpkAJCEgeGxR32AttHzl-8kPsnyWt-LMjr-qeZBMhNHrnyeLwrJz11iUY0as5PoaWdOxeFPbuc6TqezIuiFD2wB-m/s4032/IMG_5773.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguaKTZvaPUAGhttFzjeTG9xBPNKg_hxmwOLQY6eMpyF6PEutvA5QNqwgh35JiYN8u_vD2sO1V8J-1HpbEGH2Ts4saMeQHHs7I-3LDpkAJCEgeGxR32AttHzl-8kPsnyWt-LMjr-qeZBMhNHrnyeLwrJz11iUY0as5PoaWdOxeFPbuc6TqezIuiFD2wB-m/w200-h150/IMG_5773.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div><i><span style="color: #741b47;">"There’s not a word yet for old friends who’ve just met." ~Jim Henson</span></i><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><span style="color: #38761d;">"In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, for in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." ~Khalil Gibran</span></i></div><div><br /></div>As we begin to slip into our fall routine, the sunshine can be a bit elusive. Catching the sunrise and seeing the glimmer of vibrant rays gives us a hint of incoming sun.<div><br />Power Soccer practice started this week for Cam. Power soccer is played by people who use power chairs for daily mobility; it’s one of the fastest growing sports in the nation on four wheels. It’s also the fastest growing sport offered in Mary Free Bed’s Wheelchair and Adaptive Sports program. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWhkZSLrL_zwu571s175UCIFbpythIAHUngxlQsc-zjENkmDJbZQHkQ9FWzDfOn7Xd08oE6SAr6M1oQsKeq_RpBI_dk5jHY2TwR9yfbV8-Y53VP4HSE1ALZg6VwktOqLyMPD8nJ_tVLXmcAXtwiPHcbtUCT0w1WkeHLLKSIrDgGsLb2NxQ0tLwJWAGCFeC/s4032/IMG_4859.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWhkZSLrL_zwu571s175UCIFbpythIAHUngxlQsc-zjENkmDJbZQHkQ9FWzDfOn7Xd08oE6SAr6M1oQsKeq_RpBI_dk5jHY2TwR9yfbV8-Y53VP4HSE1ALZg6VwktOqLyMPD8nJ_tVLXmcAXtwiPHcbtUCT0w1WkeHLLKSIrDgGsLb2NxQ0tLwJWAGCFeC/w200-h150/IMG_4859.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div>Every Wednesday, kids who signed up for the program meet at the Mary Free Bed YMCA for 2 hours.</div><div>Cameron attended a few practices at the end of the last season and decided he was all in for this fall. The benefits go beyond being involved in a team sport. Chris noted that Cam was chatting away with a newcomer during a break. The social aspect definitely increases confidence and the ability to meet new friends.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8TT6d90nQc_vnDi9yj7bHcw4BVUkeQaSOAbNkrVH5NeC5BkuHF2monYjU7w2Yuh9NuSNxsPc4HXRTeiaBXeMSt8wVkqZLoauTBrvoWEsFYHbMFc2oUsOsuZj7Gr5vCCcacD_Y8fPqbO_CtEpIqCzdAMvJhg5C67mGh0XCUj-At4ORqgXfGnOeqXw9lwe/s4032/IMG_5777.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8TT6d90nQc_vnDi9yj7bHcw4BVUkeQaSOAbNkrVH5NeC5BkuHF2monYjU7w2Yuh9NuSNxsPc4HXRTeiaBXeMSt8wVkqZLoauTBrvoWEsFYHbMFc2oUsOsuZj7Gr5vCCcacD_Y8fPqbO_CtEpIqCzdAMvJhg5C67mGh0XCUj-At4ORqgXfGnOeqXw9lwe/w200-h150/IMG_5777.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Most weekends, if there are not other activities scheduled, Cam can be found helping each of his parents independently. During a computer session with Chris, his son expertly navigated an app, indicating which areas to access to modify the content needed. One of Cam's best qualities is his ability to encourage others, especially when you're doubting yourself.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5aBuhBPvpGTWIYvXDSIVda75u233pBZC3sPaFcSgMLpx4hK47khmARcUizx94VDxrNbvm9FMc5nwCYSY2W6U-GVlPtJWLVq76N3JBOs3N1I6k2YjAQz5JH1YZMum-Oq7YlhCWP0vPCYRx8F4OorAnmkKPR9KgfHcqy7UDjIeizijqbgNM80qdwxiDrd1G/s2046/IMG_5780-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5aBuhBPvpGTWIYvXDSIVda75u233pBZC3sPaFcSgMLpx4hK47khmARcUizx94VDxrNbvm9FMc5nwCYSY2W6U-GVlPtJWLVq76N3JBOs3N1I6k2YjAQz5JH1YZMum-Oq7YlhCWP0vPCYRx8F4OorAnmkKPR9KgfHcqy7UDjIeizijqbgNM80qdwxiDrd1G/w200-h200/IMG_5780-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Sunday afternoon, Jane and her son decided to drive to Grand Haven to check in on Oma and Opa. Since it had rained all day Saturday, it was nice to see a break in the weather. The fall colors on the tree-lined highway provided a beautiful backdrop for the commute.</div><div><br />We busied ourselves with organizing and checking in on a few technical questions. After our time together, we were happy to be heading out with some bags of donation items.</div><div>Cam and his mom were able to say hi to some of Oma and Opa's friends in the building. Our two-hour visit went by much too quickly.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOV1rrjzuxqXHAATXzi1dTbt_1hDjL82L2jcf5xKNkcrSxmp3LGpUYQ3TmaSXWo_6YXHXr395QPk3wzPRRdCKGjkAOi3e2n197yFkqwyjwwgoxp0esISSsqtPGRtoqXQPQGeD_Hr9L5Oi52jH1kB3FlnWD4tLxrQnXZP0siEL0tesPQxai-OxE-g21gx8/s2046/IMG_4857-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2046" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOV1rrjzuxqXHAATXzi1dTbt_1hDjL82L2jcf5xKNkcrSxmp3LGpUYQ3TmaSXWo_6YXHXr395QPk3wzPRRdCKGjkAOi3e2n197yFkqwyjwwgoxp0esISSsqtPGRtoqXQPQGeD_Hr9L5Oi52jH1kB3FlnWD4tLxrQnXZP0siEL0tesPQxai-OxE-g21gx8/w200-h150/IMG_4857-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Back in Grand Rapids, the wildlife continue to visit, inching closer. The turkeys, though, should be a bit more wary with Thanksgiving right around the corner!<br /><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b><br /></b></u></b></u></div><div><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></div><div><div><p><i>Cameron, as most teens, has become a little more argumentative with his parents. Normally, though, it is in a joking way. Cam was questioning the order in which Chris was carrying out a task.</i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"I'm not sure what you're doing, Dad, but you do you!"</span></p></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-85497011553225080872023-10-08T11:41:00.170-04:002023-10-11T19:44:16.442-04:00 We All Benefit - Week of Oct. 2nd<i><span style="color: #e69138;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXXlZ5R8IW1xDauucGTRTkUOLtogjh42nGqtlRu1OOGqqrTYSNMSXZc87ThZ4lw_0nl1BKKyCL_ZkawMQyN6IgYYJr4Ory67FZYY2dPQdUEPNtx9YcB40X9wK2jIdeO9Bz9gAf4n3XK6go2bpwh0J3letRGhFSLfZlojPxyQYEp6oWe9ryKqci28i-RFPQ/s4032/IMG_5716.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="143" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXXlZ5R8IW1xDauucGTRTkUOLtogjh42nGqtlRu1OOGqqrTYSNMSXZc87ThZ4lw_0nl1BKKyCL_ZkawMQyN6IgYYJr4Ory67FZYY2dPQdUEPNtx9YcB40X9wK2jIdeO9Bz9gAf4n3XK6go2bpwh0J3letRGhFSLfZlojPxyQYEp6oWe9ryKqci28i-RFPQ/w107-h143/IMG_5716.HEIC" width="107" /></a>"We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give." ~Winston Churchill</span></i><div><i><span style="color: #990000;">“It's easier to take than to give. It's nobler to give than to take. The thrill of taking lasts a day. The thrill of giving lasts a lifetime.” ~Joan Marques</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL25DqeOOybNCmRuReakzQ-e-IroWZFDcczdFIzus5tY_cfFoQUppkqoxFlODYPbG2vWLBNYo6hpUFRv3OH3tAS6S8a8cRtAIa0tWvQrmk7sc9gYaoPpASEPxvHvkqQ7Yhgsc9pbARCfHWihyJml-_0hW3qrfhRqHXuHYVe1Or417Gs70G7XCMdciruqDk/s4032/IMG_5719.HEIC" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL25DqeOOybNCmRuReakzQ-e-IroWZFDcczdFIzus5tY_cfFoQUppkqoxFlODYPbG2vWLBNYo6hpUFRv3OH3tAS6S8a8cRtAIa0tWvQrmk7sc9gYaoPpASEPxvHvkqQ7Yhgsc9pbARCfHWihyJml-_0hW3qrfhRqHXuHYVe1Or417Gs70G7XCMdciruqDk/w200-h150/IMG_5719.HEIC" width="200" /></a>One of our anticipated fall events finally arrived this week: the Brody's Be Cafe Benefit! It is the only annual fundraiser for the cafe where Cam held his first job this past summer. Many items were ready for the live and silent auction. A recap of the listings can be viewed here: <a href="https://bebenefit.cbo.io">https://bebenefit.cbo.io</a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-qVbCEcKq96dNn525UklpjpQetoo7l8m4YKaw7P2xlUk_70gE8OTqWX1iwgrMuBjWiXdRzYG0xFLqyV9Vrnwm1-2f1-12SmKC7wvvBJe3DZnhiV7HGrh_jceROcOGEBNCQbGDqCMgnzBdKBHZk0bz9cDiIxDbKNiyxenPxiOjBDaaHWI_xuuKlp_LfkE/s4032/IMG_5722.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-qVbCEcKq96dNn525UklpjpQetoo7l8m4YKaw7P2xlUk_70gE8OTqWX1iwgrMuBjWiXdRzYG0xFLqyV9Vrnwm1-2f1-12SmKC7wvvBJe3DZnhiV7HGrh_jceROcOGEBNCQbGDqCMgnzBdKBHZk0bz9cDiIxDbKNiyxenPxiOjBDaaHWI_xuuKlp_LfkE/w200-h150/IMG_5722.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Cameron was very proud to have a basket created in his honor. Each "Berista" had a silent auction created for them based upon their favorite things. Cam's signage read: </div><div><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">Hi my name is Cam!</span><div><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">I started working at Brody's this summer and love working the hot dog cart and greeting lots of people. I'm told I have a smile no one can match.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">Some of my favorite things are my nonprofit work at Lori's Voice, Brody's, & Renew Mobility. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">I love to hang out with my friends, play baseball and eating at Culvers.</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-FxvsQbpLI71AnoHRdRmACDGqYM2cRlRjiJF3ZUkzM3Sn-NCOAMKQ73FeDLvCTCVI4KOsPO10PlSTTNbcwhHTjkws93yaRH-4-tvbJgsZUTSUasmCFP4otfvMXXAucS2JivRgbRZ2QJyRCOA59TM3X-spXkQ41ymYVpA8r1Ir5ist4ev1F4WOA7vtrLQ9/s1012/IMG_5735-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1012" data-original-width="1012" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-FxvsQbpLI71AnoHRdRmACDGqYM2cRlRjiJF3ZUkzM3Sn-NCOAMKQ73FeDLvCTCVI4KOsPO10PlSTTNbcwhHTjkws93yaRH-4-tvbJgsZUTSUasmCFP4otfvMXXAucS2JivRgbRZ2QJyRCOA59TM3X-spXkQ41ymYVpA8r1Ir5ist4ev1F4WOA7vtrLQ9/w200-h200/IMG_5735-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-small;">Did you know I play on a Miracle League Baseball Team?<br /><br /></span></div><div>Oma and Opa braved the rain to make their way to Grand Rapids Thursday afternoon for the big event. Cam was so happy they could attend. Jane is a board member and was busy printing materials over the past few weeks and assisting with setup. Chris was assigned to help out with audio and visual. Cameron had the honor of greeting people as they made their way into the live auction setting at the community church adjacent to the cafe. Food and drink were catered by local establishments and thankfully, the rain subsided for our event. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshCz1W9q2uyf2EAxlHhW6cJEf1FJsJEn3cnCZJEs82FX-2AJ6aiB-i4neWMm7o-n3ZdVpkCfuQ4kluErpXmnS2siOpQpRYBAXvkB_uR2kDu5EOZxAhKexpYSOwhI262PEE_plqltXGjo5MQwLStq603JfL0PIDkJmJQE-XZVG6TrWm46Oogy7JczuL6D_/s4032/IMG_5713.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshCz1W9q2uyf2EAxlHhW6cJEf1FJsJEn3cnCZJEs82FX-2AJ6aiB-i4neWMm7o-n3ZdVpkCfuQ4kluErpXmnS2siOpQpRYBAXvkB_uR2kDu5EOZxAhKexpYSOwhI262PEE_plqltXGjo5MQwLStq603JfL0PIDkJmJQE-XZVG6TrWm46Oogy7JczuL6D_/w150-h200/IMG_5713.HEIC" width="150" /></a></div><div>There were over 300 attendees and 94 items to bid on. The entire evening was a big success and our family was a part of the memorable experience. Cam's basket had a winning bid of $210! Oma tried take it home, but she was outbid. Since it was a late evening, we all slept in the next morning and drove Cam to school so he wouldn't have to wake up too early.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWafeuXgCKlxivr05pDIJbN1NYUF8Q8h08BU0xY6kiJcc9fw95GiVvWMlEZWuBUFIULtm_nn5sA0wbLMfKUdXWMyo3AOnFzya14VsKjltXFVg64HsZ3wKRYhgqXhK2cZqexcnDo2Cxh3zeWUP1ddOPQqQ9s94f5BDROC7e_LZSOtMXjiJZh_-tOi0ckL3/s4032/IMG_5757.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWafeuXgCKlxivr05pDIJbN1NYUF8Q8h08BU0xY6kiJcc9fw95GiVvWMlEZWuBUFIULtm_nn5sA0wbLMfKUdXWMyo3AOnFzya14VsKjltXFVg64HsZ3wKRYhgqXhK2cZqexcnDo2Cxh3zeWUP1ddOPQqQ9s94f5BDROC7e_LZSOtMXjiJZh_-tOi0ckL3/w150-h200/IMG_5757.HEIC" width="150" /></a>It felt like fall on Friday with the temperatures taking a dive. Oma and Opa stayed with us for two nights and we enjoyed white chicken chili and cornbread for our Friday night supper. Cam's last baseball game was scheduled for Saturday a.m. but it was canceled due to rainy, windy conditions. In the early afternoon, Oma and Opa headed back to Grand Haven and we were so thankful for the extra time with them. Chris, Jane and their son were on their way northward to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving with our cousins and family friends.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqp2iXGBJyFadMVG6SS9NW20AByJ248DsI6dZJu8Q4gNtIzReOEsaDE64WlZmraNWP0dCaFifiXFs8c5GFkfoSK2FYaARgGNG8xiOz9c4pDrrx7Xr-kkagDapg7P4rCDQ-HsCzND6ZQPAPAG9kzrenH73sSYO0D56KCmgHAIj0MVMeRIS-qeL5OrwzMXpR/s4032/IMG_5761.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqp2iXGBJyFadMVG6SS9NW20AByJ248DsI6dZJu8Q4gNtIzReOEsaDE64WlZmraNWP0dCaFifiXFs8c5GFkfoSK2FYaARgGNG8xiOz9c4pDrrx7Xr-kkagDapg7P4rCDQ-HsCzND6ZQPAPAG9kzrenH73sSYO0D56KCmgHAIj0MVMeRIS-qeL5OrwzMXpR/w200-h150/IMG_5761.HEIC" width="200" /></a>Many of us tried our first bite of a Canadian staple, poutine. French fries, cheese curds and hot gravy make up this popular dish. They even serve it at McDonald's and Burger King in Canada.</div><div>Our 26lb turkey with all of the fixings left us all feeling a bit stuffed!</div><div>The weather didn't cooperate for any outdoor time.<br /></div><div>Cam's younger cousins found plenty of things to stay occupied inside. Cameron also thoroughly enjoys being the older cousin and playing the self-appointed role of oversight manager.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClZ-vH4hh-gVeGgs6Tclo8wWx6RqRAdJjtlsKnzRPLRabuFz8TSBFE8sqpYKrZ1LS19tlmq06RahBS-alBfywuPHvpEgQAAo8eej_rdYOlGAqFj4RZvZoo5b9ua1LybLhwNsY2cxgcwFL5HKZRrcutmyFRMoBN3gg_TDY4MAKq80hMttXozmALsVTCKHE/s4032/IMG_5751.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClZ-vH4hh-gVeGgs6Tclo8wWx6RqRAdJjtlsKnzRPLRabuFz8TSBFE8sqpYKrZ1LS19tlmq06RahBS-alBfywuPHvpEgQAAo8eej_rdYOlGAqFj4RZvZoo5b9ua1LybLhwNsY2cxgcwFL5HKZRrcutmyFRMoBN3gg_TDY4MAKq80hMttXozmALsVTCKHE/w200-h150/IMG_5751.HEIC" width="200" /></a></div></div><div><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div><p><i>Cam's parents have told him a few times (or a hundred) that he is somewhat of an expert eavesdropper. Seemingly private conversations are overheard by Cameron's targeted listening skills. As we teased him about his uncanny ability to hear things that potentially were not intended for his ears, he provided a straightforward response.</i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"Well, I think eavesdropping is just the nature of who you are."</span></p></div></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-74151273336293926532023-10-01T21:28:00.159-04:002023-10-05T11:42:50.430-04:00 September Summer - Week of Sept. 25th<i><span style="color: #990000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesZLPIoiq6h7J4Aj5WtEQRfbtyOmKz1vmEqAoZXtk9cUbx7CYGrGQQfITRfUVpzRU_VDAqh3Kt4IkjdZ3mc4mtbVQ8UGuLRYtS5XK-9TNYJYJe_EtjpfdG4h4drNHkWGVXAVIIbHnd1BTRMxXe91efVqBRbeOab-crKdAkxAedV6LkEllTkjfo5mJYcTr/s4032/IMG_5669.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesZLPIoiq6h7J4Aj5WtEQRfbtyOmKz1vmEqAoZXtk9cUbx7CYGrGQQfITRfUVpzRU_VDAqh3Kt4IkjdZ3mc4mtbVQ8UGuLRYtS5XK-9TNYJYJe_EtjpfdG4h4drNHkWGVXAVIIbHnd1BTRMxXe91efVqBRbeOab-crKdAkxAedV6LkEllTkjfo5mJYcTr/w150-h200/IMG_5669.HEIC" width="150" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuhxLZ-G9wt4ryF3g-mgSs93M-M9xNqQSvGkFUicHTg9-hYOYDTxuf8w7pgmGUOM3Fh_fNy6X4MGAlPYKSDWK4P_hx0yOB8GfwjS8c1mJlaPqCkS9dQY793MFdlhWnyxUd5CCgimV6BIx4tX9hvVfJqCf9fkMoMZ10FnzJjOTeQmYv52rhYc51ZijCdFDU" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1197" data-original-width="1597" height="127" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuhxLZ-G9wt4ryF3g-mgSs93M-M9xNqQSvGkFUicHTg9-hYOYDTxuf8w7pgmGUOM3Fh_fNy6X4MGAlPYKSDWK4P_hx0yOB8GfwjS8c1mJlaPqCkS9dQY793MFdlhWnyxUd5CCgimV6BIx4tX9hvVfJqCf9fkMoMZ10FnzJjOTeQmYv52rhYc51ZijCdFDU=w169-h127" width="169" /></a>“September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours, but in their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn.” ~Rowland E. Robinson</span></i><p>It's always a gift when we experience warmer weather in a time span when it is typically cooler. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhbDZQfXNuMHm4GzrpKVirg8lxClR8VR1mQSn3e18i8nxErJaNSwbOtXrkxRs__75Xnxr2mf9SbJxqMum7VuuGnXqIDk-Evcmrvs9DaTdX2g_BKL-dvMDkGwaCAoHn9IAU5pOPapKqcudaUkaFx3B2FUW-0M4n3Yb0YHQSxIL_aZ0Ur4TnCI1K3zC0i_Iq" style="clear: right; display: inline; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1196" data-original-width="1580" height="116" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhbDZQfXNuMHm4GzrpKVirg8lxClR8VR1mQSn3e18i8nxErJaNSwbOtXrkxRs__75Xnxr2mf9SbJxqMum7VuuGnXqIDk-Evcmrvs9DaTdX2g_BKL-dvMDkGwaCAoHn9IAU5pOPapKqcudaUkaFx3B2FUW-0M4n3Yb0YHQSxIL_aZ0Ur4TnCI1K3zC0i_Iq=w154-h116" width="154" /></a>At the tail-end of the school week, Cameron's group experienced an outing to the Action Wake Park. It was a cloudier, partly rainy day but the kids had a good time.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uBnLZa1DjUUbbZ8k_opCHaJd3heuhhMFCq5d9wm38xcg191nN4paRC6EDeWdhzJ04SLCFNjPTdF1TgOUfbVU2VhKYlQoQ9e7tWR6UiWPlTNPUNZxknITWo0USVNyYYRf3gZTk-46qK3ztE9V3gRjMo1HNoJMVqvlrrD6BSIlTbx9gLh54VzJs7UiZp25/s4032/IMG_7626.heic" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="151" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uBnLZa1DjUUbbZ8k_opCHaJd3heuhhMFCq5d9wm38xcg191nN4paRC6EDeWdhzJ04SLCFNjPTdF1TgOUfbVU2VhKYlQoQ9e7tWR6UiWPlTNPUNZxknITWo0USVNyYYRf3gZTk-46qK3ztE9V3gRjMo1HNoJMVqvlrrD6BSIlTbx9gLh54VzJs7UiZp25/w113-h151/IMG_7626.heic" width="113" /></a>Friday afternoon, upon departure from the bus, Cam assisted his dad finishing up yard work.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK-VBgmkqBy07XGx53FWIz0dDV4I0Du6DYifxbK63eORd3BkQtYgdzOE1QwFKsfQgiV9LWRaYV34CtRMmxHi9bvXOFNvYhnmVCNzJ6BElSiFTgVdZX_Gz2ab16-RgTC-RbxCGpKdlHUwEUZFXuEJRlzzEVlQwAE8NftPLlb6i2w57u6HbCNnxtM_Js2isW/s4032/IMG_5682.HEIC" style="clear: left; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK-VBgmkqBy07XGx53FWIz0dDV4I0Du6DYifxbK63eORd3BkQtYgdzOE1QwFKsfQgiV9LWRaYV34CtRMmxHi9bvXOFNvYhnmVCNzJ6BElSiFTgVdZX_Gz2ab16-RgTC-RbxCGpKdlHUwEUZFXuEJRlzzEVlQwAE8NftPLlb6i2w57u6HbCNnxtM_Js2isW/w150-h200/IMG_5682.HEIC" width="150" /></a>The WMML baseball game on Saturday provided a sunny welcome to the weekend. The helpers were the SIB (Sigma Iota Beta) sorority from Hope College. Abby and Rachel were Cam's volunteers, and they were eager to see the kids play. The awesome batting box that Cameron and other ball players use truly makes all of the difference when it comes to feeling included.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcv_tKE6s5ZxacvwWO3HiIGrcyQ9-_2LviKd9rw4-76WcglWU_FUb-_kCS4wtqlIbSGJrCBBWAbzyXEQAaTuRe9k8JBzetvO6H-hEO4FKzJ737fpaAEW6jbEpLLqqzfdGmSSPHTT52mh1vRyNzr8kstI6cK7L_LTkV2SistrkWSohbezn11YKLJM31WjmI/s2551/IMG_5678-EDIT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1631" data-original-width="2551" height="128" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcv_tKE6s5ZxacvwWO3HiIGrcyQ9-_2LviKd9rw4-76WcglWU_FUb-_kCS4wtqlIbSGJrCBBWAbzyXEQAaTuRe9k8JBzetvO6H-hEO4FKzJ737fpaAEW6jbEpLLqqzfdGmSSPHTT52mh1vRyNzr8kstI6cK7L_LTkV2SistrkWSohbezn11YKLJM31WjmI/w200-h128/IMG_5678-EDIT.jpg" width="200" /></a>In the batting picture, Cam's photo is shown on the scoreboard behind him. Everything always looks so professional! Brody's mom, Jenny, requested a pic with Brody's buddy too.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0T05byXAq0j1S0pqtN1jqdTnNp_5IA5oszUhAxKXLd3AX97BI38KREm9iaa1PREgl9VBgVePn1_XoGBfKr4xfRYBDrm1zsyLZ-xFUAfn5oNKBGC7JdIaq2g3eafmXjYEmA6OVAki-w5DowrdtCKSz9t-Gy3LDBU3LEcr7S2xUIOn1WK6ZXPlRA9zZgPP/s2046/IMG_5687-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0T05byXAq0j1S0pqtN1jqdTnNp_5IA5oszUhAxKXLd3AX97BI38KREm9iaa1PREgl9VBgVePn1_XoGBfKr4xfRYBDrm1zsyLZ-xFUAfn5oNKBGC7JdIaq2g3eafmXjYEmA6OVAki-w5DowrdtCKSz9t-Gy3LDBU3LEcr7S2xUIOn1WK6ZXPlRA9zZgPP/w200-h200/IMG_5687-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Following the warm game, we were on way to the cottage. With the pleasant temps, we remained outside for the entire duration. The sunshine and water just made us all feel relaxed. Cousin David paid us a visit since he had flown in from Texas to winterize his cottage. Hanging out with the cousins is truly a favorite weekend activity. Our outdoor dinner of chicken pot pie, veggies and fruit were a great combination. Fortunately for us all, Calla picked out a delicious cookie dessert with frosting designs. It's easy to see why Cam gets along with his cousins so well- the "sweet tooth" is strong with this group!</p><p><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div><p><i>Cousin Katie M. recommended a book for Cameron called "All the Way to the Top" which is a true story about Jennifer Keelan-Chaffins, a girl born with cerebral palsy. She is a lifelong activist for disability rights. Jane and Cam read it together and this was his review:</i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"That was a really good book, Mom. I don't know if I would've liked it as much if I didn't have a disability."</span></p></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437892363414364646.post-90152411254413210542023-09-24T21:53:00.248-04:002023-09-29T07:10:05.193-04:00Coming Home - Week of Sept. 18th<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGRmg5UenI01XKF5GZK2n_8usDB0T0e9W1bVCnJ0OJ2ahwCQbmlB1JU6Exbn1s8v38qigWbIskHqFy35-BzjDzW7GV0i7ROGFMVA1hx_BjfEKmObp14LSrc0-Pbn28IdH0MRe1IMb2L0B3DdHqbOxBNh6apwCoFASu06TeTW2mCJc_qSY1TY7FTYfZZkH/s4032/IMG_6464.heic" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGRmg5UenI01XKF5GZK2n_8usDB0T0e9W1bVCnJ0OJ2ahwCQbmlB1JU6Exbn1s8v38qigWbIskHqFy35-BzjDzW7GV0i7ROGFMVA1hx_BjfEKmObp14LSrc0-Pbn28IdH0MRe1IMb2L0B3DdHqbOxBNh6apwCoFASu06TeTW2mCJc_qSY1TY7FTYfZZkH/w150-h200/IMG_6464.heic" width="150" /></a><i><span style="color: #a64d79;">"When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on." ~Theodore Roosevelt</span></i></p><p>It was a challenging week in the Weatherford household. Cam contracted a cold and retained a nasty cough for 4 entire days and nights. He didn't attend school until Friday. We weren't certain if his weekend activities would be a possibility, but we were hopeful.</p><p>After successfully making it through three scheduled appointments at Mary Free Bed on Wednesday, he felt much better as the week progressed. Thankfully, he was able to purchase his ticket for the Homecoming Dance during his school day on Friday.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOdh0hGcZ2XeBmUfrnq2tRDmBGO9LO4MCXUmsWvYjPKmaDKffL4dMQt9CNrA7-LZiiWYL_NcIiLsY414oOpQO2hyphenhyphenJcNknqYR3MXKErArxJsNslvDSeiPAgVaHe7foVb-hrc7jAZ0ykv_W1l54CCWDMuuhT5Y7tyZkLC1xEoV5v8kvMVqadrk2xfOx6JpU/s2047/IMG_5588-COLLAGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2047" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOdh0hGcZ2XeBmUfrnq2tRDmBGO9LO4MCXUmsWvYjPKmaDKffL4dMQt9CNrA7-LZiiWYL_NcIiLsY414oOpQO2hyphenhyphenJcNknqYR3MXKErArxJsNslvDSeiPAgVaHe7foVb-hrc7jAZ0ykv_W1l54CCWDMuuhT5Y7tyZkLC1xEoV5v8kvMVqadrk2xfOx6JpU/w200-h200/IMG_5588-COLLAGE.jpg" width="200" /></a>Saturday morning, we all slept in a bit since we didn't need to leave for the ball park until 10:15a. Once again, there were Cam Fan surprises awaiting us. </p><p>Brand new to the WMML experience was Morgan. Cam met Morgan, a RN in training, at MFB Wheelchair Sports Camp. The two of them spent quite a bit of time together during camp and we've remained in touch. When she found an open Saturday, she let us know she'd attend the game, but we kept it a surprise from Cam. Not only did she arrive early, but she also made a sign for her buddy to cheer him on. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmDsMGBbNBicXVuiaFnzW1-Lu4SaKfIWLgjZAI1HJk6A6_Bne0NU4rgmTWCs6IhhOst_GCrEzbbJCLnjg2gOWPAjBPKcLjNlgjBC7buxE6vdrafyHdWUhG6PmuxbaHKUm7H7B6hiDosPYUMP2HmHDEfqHGcOjXg8C3GFlHvV8N9WIYvSebm8oITmA2wmV4/s4032/IMG_5596.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmDsMGBbNBicXVuiaFnzW1-Lu4SaKfIWLgjZAI1HJk6A6_Bne0NU4rgmTWCs6IhhOst_GCrEzbbJCLnjg2gOWPAjBPKcLjNlgjBC7buxE6vdrafyHdWUhG6PmuxbaHKUm7H7B6hiDosPYUMP2HmHDEfqHGcOjXg8C3GFlHvV8N9WIYvSebm8oITmA2wmV4/w150-h200/IMG_5596.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Another bonus was that Cam's buddy, April, was playing on the opposing team for his game. At the wheelchair sports camp, April also met Morgan so she was very happy to reunite with her as well.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBxN6g-5WuXDwMMxulhtRA6Iv2Xm8KfkKbvrTQUwgVuBwKa7aYtwTdfnCGl82HXOUL5JqaJAW8PON5kPHiUswYqGFWQ-JyNMHIG-ihLvuExENq6E3sC9h4qHnvgiHrCprJQM0YawMviTXLoK3U7Qm0ttJsodR0Ge1RCJcuxZxCxWt_H8L3YeLNn2LSlhp/s4032/IMG_5612.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTBxN6g-5WuXDwMMxulhtRA6Iv2Xm8KfkKbvrTQUwgVuBwKa7aYtwTdfnCGl82HXOUL5JqaJAW8PON5kPHiUswYqGFWQ-JyNMHIG-ihLvuExENq6E3sC9h4qHnvgiHrCprJQM0YawMviTXLoK3U7Qm0ttJsodR0Ge1RCJcuxZxCxWt_H8L3YeLNn2LSlhp/w150-h200/IMG_5612.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Coleen, the Executive Director for Renew Mobility, loves baseball and has been in attendance every season since Jane joined the Board of Directors and Cam was appointed a Youth Ambassador for the non-profit organization. </p><p>Cam and Brody's first elementary school teacher was Ms. Barbara. She taught both boys from kindergarten through second grade and remained a part of their community activities. We've seen her most every season at the WMML games and she brought one of her daughters to Saturday's game. It's so hard to believe Barbara has known the boys for more than 10 years.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4zWXVAOXaG9i9kilKKweGHT7lDcMwF93LyWzo_ssdnRrZ8nvaGoC3ZRarHlJnB7Z6rUN4sJ7hUt21idePk8Qojk1wkeYdThrYT0evG-jns2MjMA7I8G2tSVASPpcQT6GjSCMt55duhMIu9a8WIThf62NWzrMbEKmAwTQe9YBLNInmBW8D-E7jSRjgNmCJ/s4032/IMG_5625.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4zWXVAOXaG9i9kilKKweGHT7lDcMwF93LyWzo_ssdnRrZ8nvaGoC3ZRarHlJnB7Z6rUN4sJ7hUt21idePk8Qojk1wkeYdThrYT0evG-jns2MjMA7I8G2tSVASPpcQT6GjSCMt55duhMIu9a8WIThf62NWzrMbEKmAwTQe9YBLNInmBW8D-E7jSRjgNmCJ/w200-h150/IMG_5625.HEIC" width="200" /></a>As sophomores in high school, the guys and their friends had the opportunity to attend the Homecoming Dance at the high school with a pre-purchased ticket. Thanks to parent email communication, a location for pictures and dinner was scheduled for Saturday early evening.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXYZDS56EPJR1B5DM5X7tXKkK1PQ8jo96HokltEozkokf7E3fB8qjqhZIE66ekcu5BkfJWG3weVUSmjagltHocXWFHhTnirumlYorOQvOsQtYmvYyNXQk3Y5d5fVBhDgEz5wD6uYKAELMt4oIdlWwc7GeBCNH4QVTYE0zv0hWMJO_6K-FpHw7djOBqe1c/s4032/IMG_5644.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXYZDS56EPJR1B5DM5X7tXKkK1PQ8jo96HokltEozkokf7E3fB8qjqhZIE66ekcu5BkfJWG3weVUSmjagltHocXWFHhTnirumlYorOQvOsQtYmvYyNXQk3Y5d5fVBhDgEz5wD6uYKAELMt4oIdlWwc7GeBCNH4QVTYE0zv0hWMJO_6K-FpHw7djOBqe1c/w150-h200/IMG_5644.HEIC" width="150" /></a>The weather turned out to be the best case scenario. It was warm, but not hot and the sun was shining. As the friends all gathered on a grassy hill, proud parents captured the moment. There was quite a bit of laughter and joking around. They were also a bit surprised by seeing each other all dressed up!<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJTmaCvjblNQEqRcGlWh9X05TFiUq9L7YtnYCMaY6qJyy1XBPFbysxHJfMQ7YV9uHrSuMAofhhJNG8OnYL-fRFJ3C_VRHXSRNZU8YogIsofrFJMZj16dVRynbdW-STviZOrI1L9TDk58XdW9WnCKlatZ71sJ6SGtuqEjzTkBLIqMe6ufAKZjMEvs3AnsG3/s4032/IMG_5648.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJTmaCvjblNQEqRcGlWh9X05TFiUq9L7YtnYCMaY6qJyy1XBPFbysxHJfMQ7YV9uHrSuMAofhhJNG8OnYL-fRFJ3C_VRHXSRNZU8YogIsofrFJMZj16dVRynbdW-STviZOrI1L9TDk58XdW9WnCKlatZ71sJ6SGtuqEjzTkBLIqMe6ufAKZjMEvs3AnsG3/w150-h200/IMG_5648.HEIC" width="150" /></a>Chris stayed home, attempting to rid himself of a cold he picked up. </p><p>After the photo shoot, many of the parents and all of the friend group dined at a nearby restaurant. The dance was scheduled from 8-10p. By the time the group wrapped up dinner and made their way to the high school, it was after 8p. The line to enter the school was quite long and the friends didn't make it onto the dance floor until close to 8:30p. For the duration of time, Cam declared it was fun, but really hot in the area where everyone was dancing.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXu73uEMmKjcmy2UUQQSGXlHgt9sok0AmEpidmWVgPaJReIs990bGDUVOXm3uSPLiPvv-ussA-n3iB4CaKrS_6c3AihhfG1ikfuLEhdN58QbpBwHYrzvxa2rf0dhC20ko_zsaz50uUTf2R708meXy90HS-Ga2GTC3VlLYaxVRs51tQrO_DtZc78SQ4V40k/s3393/IMG_5623.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3393" data-original-width="1765" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXu73uEMmKjcmy2UUQQSGXlHgt9sok0AmEpidmWVgPaJReIs990bGDUVOXm3uSPLiPvv-ussA-n3iB4CaKrS_6c3AihhfG1ikfuLEhdN58QbpBwHYrzvxa2rf0dhC20ko_zsaz50uUTf2R708meXy90HS-Ga2GTC3VlLYaxVRs51tQrO_DtZc78SQ4V40k/w104-h200/IMG_5623.HEIC" width="104" /></a>Although the dance experience for Cameron is different from his friend group, his parents didn't hear a single complaint. He even practiced his dance moves while waiting for pictures.</p><p>Our tenth grader was simply excited to be hanging out with his friends in perhaps one of the largest social settings they'll be a part of in high school.<br /><br /><u style="color: #2b00fe; font-weight: bold;"><b><u><b>Camology Quotes:</b></u></b></u></p><div><p><i>With the multiple of MFB appointments on Wednesday, Jane decided she would visit one of his specialist's office in person to discuss a billing issue instead of calling on the phone. Cam has heard (numerous times) his mom contacting organizations to review such things. When Jane told her son she'd catch up with he and Chris after the billing chat, his immediate response was:</i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">"You'll ask for the manager, right?" </span></p></div>Special Momshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05051627764835223343noreply@blogger.com0