Or not. Well, it's not really a vacation. But, as my husband keeps reminding me, when you don't go on a "real" vacation, the whole summer is vacation (there is such a thing as too long a vacation, folks). So, here are some pictures from our busy summer weekend "vacation."
Friday night we went to our parish festival. Lots of rides and games, mom had a beer (what's a church festival without a beer -- even a cheap domestic one!), and candy and ice cream!
Friday night we went to our parish festival. Lots of rides and games, mom had a beer (what's a church festival without a beer -- even a cheap domestic one!), and candy and ice cream!
The fishy ride, which Peach spied in the parking lot earlier in the week
and couldn't wait to get on.
The younger boys (Michael and Francis) riding.
Saturday we went to visit family at Lake St. Mary. The kids had a great time fishing and swimming, and I spent the day rocking an infant (sorry honey, I'm holding the baby!).
The three youngest all caught fish within minutes of casting their line.
There was some secret recipe bait -- gonna have to get that secret recipe somehow!
Michael's big catch -- a nasty catfish.
There was some secret recipe bait -- gonna have to get that secret recipe somehow!
Michael's big catch -- a nasty catfish.
Peach caught two fish -- both catfish I think. Quite the fisherwoman
(very unlike her mother). I just noticed that she wasn't wearing her life vest. Tsk, tsk!
(very unlike her mother). I just noticed that she wasn't wearing her life vest. Tsk, tsk!
Peach's second catch of the day. She wasn't too thrilled with his looks.
(Francis -- left-- and Anthony -- right)
(Francis -- left-- and Anthony -- right)
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