A Glowing Canadian Demeanour πŸ˜β€οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦

Thursday 30th –

 
Dads official day of birth πŸ‘ΆπŸΌ-πŸ‘¨πŸ»

Us girls (and Spencer) all went to the first morning church service of camp and stayed there for the afternoon.

Some of us joined in on family activities, others not so much due to the extra difficulty of carrying a baby, holding a toddlers hand and attempting the tasks required  πŸ˜¬

The canteen opened later that afternoon as usual πŸ˜πŸ¦πŸ’•
Somehow, ice cream just tastes better from the ice cream stand kind of places than any ice cream ever does that’s eaten at home 😁

Pro and I headed home with Bryn after a long, hot afternoon spent outdoors.
Al opted to stay and play with Em, the inseparable two when they are in the same place πŸ‘­


Back at home we relaxed and enjoyed the cool of the house.

Dad came back to the house just before Jess stopped by for a short visit 😊
He was making Clamato drinks for the three of us so he asked Jess if she would like one too.
Never hearing of the drink before, she bravely accepted the offer.
Dad told her she could even drink it by the sink so she could spit it out if she had to 😜
She accepted it from the comfort of the couch and her reaction to the smell of it was enough to have us all in tears from laughing πŸ˜‚
Working up the courage, a sip was swallowed… she said it smelt and tasted like spaghetti.
She than casually asked if it was something we drank often? Haha.
I don’t think she will ever be requesting it anywhere😏

Later that evening I ended up driving over to Nathin’s to finally get in our brother/sister movie night πŸ‘§πŸ»πŸ‘¦πŸ»πŸ–₯πŸ”«πŸ’£πŸ’΅πŸŒŒ

 

 

 

Friday July 1st-

 

 

Happy Canada Day! πŸ˜„β€οΈπŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦πŸŽˆ

I’m technically a pathetic Canadian as I had no red clothing to show my support 😬
So I instead showed the love of my homeland via my glowing demeanour 😏

Back to camp we went.
Staying at the house during camp is truly a very pleasant change from the past dorm accommodationsπŸ˜πŸ‘ŒπŸ»(You know you’re getting older when 😜)
With mattresses as hard as the wood frames themselves and bathrooms with their showers hardly dripping water at times, onto the mud filled floor πŸ’§

Song service is always extra nice at camp, the building full of song, clapping, multiple instruments, song specials and happy people😊🎢

Another sign of aging noticed at camp is when the pews hurt the first service and you’re sitting in the back/middle instead of the front, left side, reserved for young folks full of life and excitement of all the wonders still ahead of them 😝

That afternoon Tammy invited us to sit and visit at her trailer and enjoy some good coffee as well as conversation πŸ˜Šβ˜•οΈ

We had Emily and Alaina with us as Becca was helping with activities that afternoon.
Tammy being a gracious host, gave them both a glass of pop😏
Their eyes widened and after the first sip Emily looked at us excitedly saying that it was, so so good and the very best pop she had ever had😜

The girls wanted to go play at the park but Moms deal with them was if they went, they could NOT leave the park under any circumstances or else they would be grounded from it and get spankings.
They were asked to repeat the rules and Al’s response in her dialect was along the lines of, ‘We no leave da park or we get spankin☝🏻😳’. (finger point and large eyes included.)
About half an hour later we seen Rebecca going to the park to get the girls to go for ice cream. Alaina and Emily happily walked away with her and we couldn’t resist a little trickery 😁
Mom called out to Alaina asking where she thought she was going?
Her and Emily turned and stopped with fear in their eyes, looking back and forth between mom and Becca, trying to decide who to listen to.
They took off running back to the park and left Rebecca standing alone in confusion πŸ˜‚

I was supposed to be picking up Mike from the airport that evening around 8 pm, but of course delays and weather had to occur and mess up what was supposed to be a nice pick up timeπŸ™„

The poor guy ended up missing two more connections, overnighting at a hotel in Calgary and arriving at 10:30 the next morning πŸ˜¬πŸ’€βœˆοΈ

Since he was delayed I stayed for that evenings camp service along with the rest of the family.

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans 😊 This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life 😊

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