Time for September's PROJAC family adventure, and Bennett somehow got to select the location.  Obviously, he chose the Renaissance Festival.  Apparently, this has been on this list of "must dos" his whole life.  While I was excited to spend the weekend with my bestie, I was a little apprehensive about this trip.  I did some teacher lounge research, and found there to be 2 scenarios. 

1.  It's so awesome, best place on earth, you will go once and it will be a family tradition.  Kids and grown ups love it.  You are going to have so much fun!!  And there is beer!

2.  Ummmmmm, are you seriously going to bring children there?  That place is the dirtiest, raunchiest place on earth.  The people are lude, the commentary completely inappropriate and it is most certainly not a place to bring your children.  But, there is beer...

We opted to write our own review, and thanks to the best neighbor Boo Boo, we were able to take one car!  It was ridiculously hot out, and the line to enter the castle much more of an unorganzied blob, but we crossed the gate and enter another realm completely.

There were mermaids, and fairies and turkey legs.  Bennett lead the crowd in a magic show, and the girls searched and searched for the perfect souvenirs.  There was star throwing, and jacob ladder climbing, exploring a medieval torture chamber and tomato throwing.  And yes, there was beer.

 

So our review would be this: We had to drag Bennett away.  The smiles from these sweet faces give the festival two thumbs up.  The Misters got to throw stars and axes, so they are definitely giving the place 5 stars, and T and I got to take in some of the most incredible people watching of our lives.  We will be back - staying in a hotel next year, because remember there is beer, and Albert is so far away.

 only for these sweet faces will I get up on stage and do the macarena with the fools below.  😏

We went to the dentist in April with loose teeth.  Dr. C said Harper had "premature" teeth, which apparently means it takes them longer to fall out, and she will likely be older than her peers when losing her teeth.  Harps did not work too hard wiggling her teeth after that visit, and while we coaxed and offered suggestions, Harper said her teeth would fall out when THEY WERE READY TO FALL OUT! (enter Apray - the gemini twin)

One fell out, and not long after, today the second!  Harper officially is asking Santa for her two front teeth, and we are officially cutting corn off the cob.

If you must refer back to the previous post expressing my love of everything bitmoji.... I must say this is by far - 100% - I'm not being hyperbolic when I say - the funniest text exchange I have

ever had in my entire life of texting.

Both the ninja and the gnome had great first days of school.  I was right.  Just sayin'...

Class of 2025

Bennett Daniel Prose

Grade 6

Sartell Middle School

Advisor: Mr. Rosin

 Class of 2028

Harper Nicole Prose

Grade 3

Oak Ridge Elementary

Homeroom: Mrs. Foy

Year 3

Year 6

Year 17

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#daddywasn'treadyforapicture

'Twas the night before school started and all through the house, a few stomachs were knotted with so much anticipation, there was not enough pepto to buy...  This picture says it all - the boys are quite leary of what the year will bring, and the girls are all certain it will be just fine.  It's sometimes a challenge to live with such different thinking mindsets, and trying to understand how straight an arrow can be.  I'm quite sure the frustration goes both ways, as the disaster planners try to plan with people who see no disaster insight.   But, we manage, and pretty successfully most days.  I hope we learn from each other, too.  

We went out for our traditional early bird last supper of summer at the local taco joint.  Bennett and Andy talked about everything summer - checking of the items we crossed off our bucket list.  H and I chatted everything about school - planning the route to her classroom, and how she would organize her locker and desk.  I stole a couple smiles from across the table, and whispered the mantra "You know I'm right, school is gonna be so awesome!" Later that night, there were tears from the boy.  He's nervous.  He's anxious.  He knows it will be fine.  Change is hard.   Later that night, there were tears from the girl.  She's a little nervous.  She wants to make new friends.  She knows she will, but there are still some butterflies dancing around.  Later that night, there were some tears from me.  Thinking as I tucked those littles into bed, they are not so little anymore - and I must be the luckiest mama on earth to get to wipe their tears, and squeeze their hands, and tell them "I told you so" in 24 hours.