I just talked to my aunt and uncle who are coming up to visit from West Virginia at the end of June. I’m giving them tickets to go to the park since it’s a once a year thing. I’m excited. The kids are 10, 7, 5, and 2. So they’ll have their hands full and I’m going to go this time to help them out with all of it and maybe take the two older ones on their first roller coaster since they haven’t gotten to ever go on them. I’d like to get them all a little something before they come up. Maybe I’ll get Davie (the youngest, only boy) some baby clothes that will be adorable on him since he’s an adorable kid as it is. I can imagine it’s going to be a long day. I also hassled them to look for my clothes and we’ve determined that I ended up getting one entire bag thrown away but they found the one with my swimsuit so they’re sending it back for splash laggon. I’ve also got a pair of pants down there, PJ pants, a few tee shirts, and a blanket that I really want to get back. I just really keep antagonizing about ALL those clothes that went AWOL. Especially because I had so many in that darn bag. Such is life I guess. Gives me an excuse to go shopping this summer for some new ones. I could use another pair of shoes too.