Rambling Rabans: Back to the Beginning

Thursday and Friday were spent doing much of the same – camp, pool, sweating. It was too hot for much else on Thursday so I took all the kids to Brave. 4 out of 5 Raban/Swayne children loved it and would see it again. The remaining 1 is still a wild card as far as activities are concerned. My goal is to find something that he will love, but Gayle assures me his one and only love is home. I did find out today that he loves a good joke, so we may be able to bond over a pun while having a popsicle at home.

The theme of Karl's camp was Dumpster Diving - Recycled Art. This was his dragon, made of paper towel holders, Styrofoam, and papier mache.

Can you guess Karl's recycled sculpture?

Singing at Oonie Koonie Cha. This is Billy. Lindsay was on the other side of the sanctuary - too far for a good photo.

We also set off a few fireworks Wednesday night before bed.

Despite who purchases the fireworks, David will always be associated with 'fireworks' and 'uncle'.

"That's it?"

Some were too loud

Gayle has many fun and interesting things to read in her house. Here’s a sample.

Packing to come back to the beach was more efficient from Winston Salem than vice versa. It could have been the presence of David who corralled the kids with books and devotionals while Gayle and I packed. Or it could have been the fact that experience leads to expediency. But it was probably the first.

Today, we drove to Richlands, NC for a Venters Family Reunion. I have such fond memories of doing these kinds of activities as a child. I hope my own kids grow up feeling the same. Photos are courtesy of my dad, Wayne.