Monday, July 19, 2016.

We are officially at our 1 month, 6th week and 5 day mark for being full-time RVers.

UPDATES: still newbies and loving it. Although I did have that wonderful dream of Greg buying me the lake-front house in rural Vermont. We are not quite ready to claim our old lives back just yet.


We are having such an amazing time in Vermont, we decided to extend our stay for another week. The girls and I ventured on another field trip last Friday the 15th. We drove to St. Johnsbury, VT about 45 miles south of our campsite in Newport.

The Agenda: The Fairbanks Museum and Planetarium. “This will be perfect for our geography curriculum” I thought.

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I hustled everyone in and out of the bathroom for brushing teeth, putting on clothes, and brushing hair (although by looking at them, you’d never know it). Then it was on to the Kitchen to finish their breakfast bagels, sweet kisses for daddy, and hopping in the car. It was a beautiful day. Cloudy but not rainy. Warm but not brutal. Humid but not steamy. I plugged my phone in, put on some tunes for the girls, adjusted my seat, buckled my seatbelt, put on my sunglasses and lip gloss and BOOM, we were off.

I was following Susan (our personalized GPS system) without any wrong turns or long tangly out-of-the-way backroads. “We were not going to get lost today”, I boastfully declared!

“I am winning today folks!”

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The girls were listening to their music on their headphones and I was listening to mine…nothing was going to cause me to break a sweat today!

When all of a sudden, like clockwork…35 miles into our 45 mile trip, Abby’s soft little voice asks, “Hey Mommy, were we supposed to bring our shoes?”

“Feck!!! FECK!!!! NO!!! You have got to be kidding me!? Abby what do you think “GET DRESSED” means? UGH!!! Get my phone! Call daddy! Call daddy and ask him where an Old NAVY is” I seethed. Seethed is being polite.

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“Hey mom, I want those white and pink tennis shoes”, she not-so-politely informs me. “Oh that’s nice. I want to get out the door and make it to an actual destination without getting sidetracked. (All of my grey hair came shooting out of my head) Your getting $3.00 flip flops from Old Navy”, I warned. And then Phoebe, like clockwork, informs me that she too has forgotten her shoes. The roar of laughter which came from the backseat, made me want to slam my foot on and off the break in a repetitive motion until they apologized for their nearly successful attempt at driving me to the edge and sabotaging my plans for a seamlessly eventful day.

I conscientiously released my tense jaw muscles and took a deep breath and began counting to 10. When Greg picked up the phone, the roar of laughter which came from the other end of the receiver made me want to throw my phone out of the window, white knuckle the steering wheel while convulsing back and forth in a rapid motion, and screaming expletives out the window. I am happy to relay I remained composed and calm…sadly I did have a dab of sweat on my brow, but I was resolute in my quest to remain cool and collected.

MOM = 1, KIDS and DAD = 0.

Due to the extreme awesomeness that is Vermont, places like Wal-Mart, Target and definitely Old Navy do not exist in the beautiful countryside. One has to travel over 90 miles from where we are to get to a big box store.

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Payless it is.

35 minutes and $14.00 later we were back on our quest.

Lesson #1   I guess if I don’t make the verbal command of, “Hey girls, put your shoes on” it’s not actually going to happen. Keeping a couple of pairs of flip-flops in the car (like when I used to keep extra clothes in the diaper bags for unforseen accidents when they were BABIES) might not be such a bad idea. If you feel you might be reading a bit of sarcasm between the lines, you would be correct. I want my 9 and 6-year-old children to automatically put on or bring shoes with them when we get into the car. I don’t want to have to haul around shoes for them like their wee babes.

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When we arrived in St. Johnsbury, we had lunch downtown at a wonderful corner deli. We then ventured off to the planetarium where Cecilia threw a fit. I unfortunately, was unable to stay for the show. With it being a museum, we had a plethora of amazing animals and artifacts from this wonderful state to keep us occupied.

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An hour later, the girls emerged from the presentation with oodles of new information to share with me. While they were revealing the intricacies of space and time, I glanced down at their feet only to notice, Phoebe wasn’t wearing her shoes. My head almost exploded. Once again, I remained calm. “Phoebe, where are the new shoes I bought you?” Phoebe looked at Abby. Abby looked at Phoebe and then back at me. “I don’t know”, she whined and looked at me like I had just asked the silliest question. “Well, I’m going to need you to go find your shoes and put them on” I said as calmly as I could without yelling expletives.

Children of mine…sweet beautiful, sensitive, imaginative children…


Just put them on for crying out loud!!!

2 thoughts on “ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY SEVEN…shoes are NOT optional

  1. I can’t believe you are at Willoughby Lake!! Every vacation when I was growing up in CT we went to Willoughby Lake where my grandfather worked as a caretaker. He lived in one of the little cabins on the lake for many years then was given a piece of property just up the street. My family still owns the little cottage he built there. My dad was born in Brownington where they had a farm, later they moved to Orleans. My mother was born in Canada and moved to Orleans at 7 years old. The farm her family bought is still there, up on a hill the lake can be seen from there. I have many cousins who live in the area. Look up Northeast Maple, my cousin’s daughter and her family farm there and have maple trees. I recognized that iconic lake view in your picture immediately and remembered the freezing water! Have a wonderful time there!

    • Oh how funny Paulette!! I can confirm your statement about the lake water being frigid! My girls don’t seem to mind the 60 degree temp. They just keep jumping in! It is so beautiful here! The town is so quaint. What wonderful memories you must have of this amazing place! I hope you and the family are doing well! I love seeing your posts of Faith!! What an inspiration to so many families!

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