Vacation in Wisconsin
So… Joshua has this incredible memory. The things he comes up with consistently amazes us. Here’s an example. Several months ago, Joshua asked if I would take him to the treehouse. Our neighborhood in Georgia (where we were living at the time) had a treehouse, so I assumed his Daddy had taken him there, and I agreed. When we arrived, Joshua said “no, that’s not the one I’m talking about — I want to go to the other treehouse”. I had no idea what he was talking about, so I called Lane to ask if he knew. We were both clueless.Joshua patiently painted the scene for me to jog my memory. “I’m talking about the treehouse near the water. Where daddy pushes the board down with his foot, and we walk across. We climb a ladder and can see all the water”. Immediately, the vision of the place he described came into view. Of course I knew the place. It was the treehouse by the lake at the cabin where I spent my childhood summers. We had taken Joshua there when he was 2. We’d taken no pictures of the treehouse, and never even spoke of it since that vacation… as far as I recall. Yet a year later, he brings it up - in vivid detail - as if it were yesterday. It amazed me.
IÂ really hadn’t planned on visiting the cabin this year. Lane’s in between work contracts, we were considering moving back to PA, my belly was growing increasingly large… it just didn’t seem like a good time for a vacation. But after that conversation… how could I not? I never imagined Joshua remembered the place — I certainly didn’t imagine him asking us to go there. But it happened. And the moment it did, the excitement began to swell just as it had when I was a child as I anticipated an upcoming trip to Wipigaki (our cabin in Wisconsin). I recounted Joshua’s description to Lane, and with a bit of hesitation, asked if he thought we should go. His response? “Of course we should go! We have to take the boys. How could we let them miss a summer at the cabin?”
 What an amazing husband I have.
Without further adieu, here are some pictures from our trip to Wip.