So, this year on the Pioneer Wagon Train Re-enactment the group is only going to Omaha. Then next summer they will end up in Wyoming. and the next summer they will reach the Salt Lake Valley. My dad did this for the sesquicentennial about ten years ago, only that year they did the whole trip to SLC in one summer just like they did in the 1800's. So, my mom got herself and Tristan signed up to go on it for a week and Tristan was over the moon! I don't know if I've ever seen him so excited.
He's been on it since Saturday and will be done this coming Saturday. He isn't going all the way to Omaha. He's getting to learn all about the horses and riding and the wagons... and loving every minute of it! I called him tonight because there were thunderstorm warnings out and he couldn't stop talking about everything that he has been doing. I'm so happy for him but, of course I have to keep reminding him to be careful! (can we say worry-wart?) He's also excited because I let him take a six pack of Pepsi on the trip and he hardly ever gets caffeine! (Who wants to deal with overly hyperactive children???)
*side note:caffeine wreaks havoc on your body...read up on it.
I'm sure everyone on the wagon train loves me. He never stops talking anyway much less with caffeine in his system. He must get that from his dad!
He's calling himself the Horse Master now! LOL! It's so good to see that he has developed some affinity for the things that I love too. What with me being doomed to never have a girl to make a little carbon copy of myself!
*side* do you remember from the movie OVERBOARD, with Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell? Where she was this spoiled rich lady and her husband wanted her to have a baby, so she called her really rich and stuffy mother for advice? And her mom goes:
"But, Dahhhr-ling! If you have a baby, then you won't be the baby anymoorrree!"
(She says it in this really pretentious, obnoxious voice.) haha!
I think about that line alot...only I relate it to not having a girl. As in , if I have a princess then I won't be the princess anymore! HA! I wish I was the princess in this house. I'm more like the maid. and I always seem to be the one getting pooped on, peed on, farted on, burped on, etc. But, they do always do it with a laugh and smile!:)
3 comments:
Tristan looks like he is having loads of fun. I wish I could have went. And Grandpa is probably very excited that Tristan had the opportunity to go with grandma on the wagon train.
I totally get the over-worrying thing. When Lydia was 3ish, she went on a boyscout camp with Bruce. I spent the whole time at home imagining horrible things that might happen. She'll wander off and drown in the lake, get up in the middle of the night and get lost in the woods, Bruce letting her jump over the fire, etc. I heard someone once say that the minute you become a mother, your husband becomes mentally retarded, in your eyes. That is to say, you imagine that your husband is totally incapable of being able to properly care for a child. Funny.
That's so true! HAHA! It extends past husbands too, to just about anyone caring for your child when you are not there. That's another reason why day care is a NO GO.
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