Griffen took his first trip out of the state last week. We went to exotic Paris....Idaho. He camped in a tent and experienced going without his favorite thing, a bath, for 3 days! Griff seemed to like camping. He found a great little thinking spot. He would always wonder off to this little spot in the trees. At Bear Lake he wa
s able to chase seagulls and play in the mud two experiences he had yet to have before this trip. When we got home he immediately started walking around saying Bath, Bath, Bath. He loves his tub. He gets that from me. Camping was fairly successful. I did learn that camping as a mom isn't nearly as relaxing as it was before I had a kid. Of course it wasn't nearly as fun before either. It is amazing all of the dangers that exist out there. I kept working he would fall in the fire, or the river, or the lake. That he would get too cold or too hot. That he was getting too little sleep,that he was going to get a tick, that he was going to get sunburned, that he was going to get sick. So I realized that next time Mama needs to bring what the Rolling Stones call Mama's Little helpers..Valum. (I am not sure how to spell it but I sure would like some) I find that over the last 15 months that I worry all the time. I worry about ever little thing that could happen to him. I have never experienced this kind of love. It truely is like having your heart walk /stumble around in someone else's body. But some how he is still alive. And he doesn't even seem like I have screwed him up too much yet. Of course I am still putting money into his therapy fund just in case.
Griffen took his first trip out of the state last week. We went to exotic Paris....Idaho. He camped in a tent and experienced going without his favorite thing, a bath, for 3 days! Griff seemed to like camping. He found a great little thinking spot. He would always wonder off to this little spot in the trees. At Bear Lake he wa
s able to chase seagulls and play in the mud two experiences he had yet to have before this trip. When we got home he immediately started walking around saying Bath, Bath, Bath. He loves his tub. He gets that from me. Camping was fairly successful. I did learn that camping as a mom isn't nearly as relaxing as it was before I had a kid. Of course it wasn't nearly as fun before either. It is amazing all of the dangers that exist out there. I kept working he would fall in the fire, or the river, or the lake. That he would get too cold or too hot. That he was getting too little sleep,that he was going to get a tick, that he was going to get sunburned, that he was going to get sick. So I realized that next time Mama needs to bring what the Rolling Stones call Mama's Little helpers..Valum. (I am not sure how to spell it but I sure would like some) I find that over the last 15 months that I worry all the time. I worry about ever little thing that could happen to him. I have never experienced this kind of love. It truely is like having your heart walk /stumble around in someone else's body. But some how he is still alive. And he doesn't even seem like I have screwed him up too much yet. Of course I am still putting money into his therapy fund just in case. 
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This year was the first year we didn't make it to Bear Lake. Kind of sad. That is one of our favorite places.
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