It was just me and Sarah on Saturday.
We stayed home and decorated her room.
Papa Bill and Michael went on a Boy Scout camp out.
The girls had Chinese take out and watched a movie.
The boys roasted hot dogs over an open fire.
She slept under new sheets in a freshly decorated bedroom.
He slept in a tent under the stars.
If you were to ask anyone of us, I think we'd all agree it was the perfect weekend.
Eleven is a magical age. Serious and grown up one minute.
Silly the next.
Tomorrow there is a soccer game, shopping and putting the final touches on her room. Our little tomboy has developed quite a love for the bling and a delightful since of style.
She already understands color and balance. She also understands a room CAN have too many peace signs.
You can learn a lot from an eleven year old.
Encourage one another,
