Five Minute Friday on Saturday: Birthday
My youngest son's birthday lock in was last night. Has been tradition for several years.
Makes me remember other lock ins with my boys throughout the years and oh the memories.
Every time I do this, the day before I am shaking in my shoes and wondering..."What am I thinking?" And yet these early morning hours watching the sun come up and the sounds of snoring in my church, thinking about the memories created....it was so worth it.
This year, I took all of the candy and treats and put them in old coffee cans or boxes and hid them around...inside and out. I created hints for them and the kids had to go find their treats. Some were about dirt clods and they knew just the right place. Another was about the sledding hill and it took seconds for them to figure it out-then of course we had the tunnel.. and Boot Hill. They knew where to find them as they drew on their memories.
My Mom was a good example of putting herself out for us in order to make memories. At times she made things way to complicated but she made it fun. Halloween was never dull like mine. Or the Redneck Scavenger hunt. She did things just so we had opportunities to experience life and make memories.
I hope my boys think back fondly some day of these crazy ideas of mine...laugh and fondly remember the memories.
My youngest son's birthday lock in was last night. Has been tradition for several years.
Makes me remember other lock ins with my boys throughout the years and oh the memories.
Every time I do this, the day before I am shaking in my shoes and wondering..."What am I thinking?" And yet these early morning hours watching the sun come up and the sounds of snoring in my church, thinking about the memories created....it was so worth it.
This year, I took all of the candy and treats and put them in old coffee cans or boxes and hid them around...inside and out. I created hints for them and the kids had to go find their treats. Some were about dirt clods and they knew just the right place. Another was about the sledding hill and it took seconds for them to figure it out-then of course we had the tunnel.. and Boot Hill. They knew where to find them as they drew on their memories.
My Mom was a good example of putting herself out for us in order to make memories. At times she made things way to complicated but she made it fun. Halloween was never dull like mine. Or the Redneck Scavenger hunt. She did things just so we had opportunities to experience life and make memories.
I hope my boys think back fondly some day of these crazy ideas of mine...laugh and fondly remember the memories.
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