Hole

In two weeks we'll drive just past Chicago to where my relatives own a cabin on Lake Michigan. We'll spend the days on the beach and the evenings eating at a long table with my loud family. We'll sleep well, too...in our hotel room.

Julie mentioned this morning that one thing she's looking forward to is digging a big hole in the sand, positioning her towel over it, and lying on her stomach.

Truly, I've been on vacation since school ended in mid-June, and I don't necessarily need a vacation from vacation. I can't help but count the days, though, as this year will be the tenth in a row that we've taken this trip together. If you told me in 1999 that we'd still be coming back ten years later and that Julie would be pregnant, I probably would have had to sit down.

Now I can't wait to start each day by digging a hole.