For Aubrey's birthday, Sam and I decided to take her some live flowers for a change. Sam took a stake and fixed it so I could put the flowers in a vase with water so they wouldn't be dead the next day. In addition to visiting her grave (where Sam read a sweet, sweet letter that he wrote to her for her birthday), we spent Aubrey's birthday getting finger printed, physicals, and going to class.
Aubrey's birthday flowers
For Mother's Day weekend, Sam and I went camping. It was a perfect weekend at the lake with just us and the dogs. We borrowed a couple of kayaks from my former principal and took advantage of the lack of wind Saturday by spending a lot of time on the water. We were going to stay out there two nights, but decided to come home late Saturday evening after Sam got a terrible sunburn (we now have sunblock on the master camping list).
Sunday, after church, we went to Aubrey's grave to collect the dead flowers and leave some fake ones. Imagine my surprise when we pulled up and saw this:
I also left a tile that I made for Aubrey by her headstone. For this tile I used a quote from a Robert Munsch book to say what she means to me.