Anyway - we're back from the trek. We survived. I had a much much cuter outfit than this one but I didn't want to wear it on the day that we were supposed to push those handcarts through the mud. So instead, I opted with this gingham number. (A HUGE shout out goes to my MIL, Laurie, she had trek clothes and let me borrow them and it was one less thing that I had to worry about making my life much easier).
And a shout-out to Miss Tara for taking this picture that I poached from facebook.
You know, I couldn't help but think that it is a little odd that we get all dressed up in pioneer garb, load up handcarts and then push them around for a few days in a big figure eight. But it was fun. There's a lot of pressure to be good Ma's and Pa's on this thing. So I tried really hard to be just like Amy Poehler in "Mean Girls" where I wasn't a "regular mom" but a "cool mom." I kind of failed - but that's probably a good thing.
With the trek being over with . . . our responsibilities are kaput - our summer can officially begin. Who wants to invite us over for a bbq? Or you can come over to our house - totally. Our house is probably a little messy but we'll just throw everything in a room and shut the door and pretend like it is clean. Just for you.
