Our house this year was called Serendipity and had a ladder up to the very tippy top with a gorgeous view of the town. It was high-scary high-and made me nervous. The kids and Jeff loved it of course.
Yes that is a little sunburn, and yes I felt guilty. She had a hat on and I thought I was under the umbrella the entire afternoon, darn it. She is my fairest baby and we were much more careful the rest of the days, cloudy or not.
After our week was up, we couldn't help but head to Atlanta to see my Uncle John coach Michigan in the Final Four and then the championship game. How exciting! All the wonderful articles that were written about him will be printed out and put into my kid's scrapbooks. He truly truly is the man he is portrayed as. (These were my favorite here, here and here and my cousin Ellen's blog here.)
We took some great pics with the players and got a few autographs. The hotel was booked full with the team, their families, and Michigan alums and fans.
Before the games, fans bid farewell as the coaches and players board the bus to the arena.
I took this picture only because the abs are pretty darn inspirational I must say. Such cute cheerleaders.
We had three tickets and Jeff, Abbey and Matt went to both games. I stayed back at the hotel with the little ones and we had our own party.
Jeff took these pics at the game:
That's Zak Novak who graduated last year. Isn't he cute?
And I took these pics at the hotel:
Poor Patrick conked out before each game. Andrew and I and Janey cheered as quietly as possible. After the final game, Andrew cried a few sweet tears of sadness and disappointment. And then we ALL fell asleep.
We were so sad they lost, but heck, they made it to the end and that's something.
After 12 nights away from our own beds, I was ready for the long car ride back.
I have loads and loads of laundry to do, and some schedules and routines to re-establish but what a nice break. Still, there is nothing like absence to make the heart grow fonder of home sweet home.