"There is going to be a break in the storm on Sunday. What do you want to do?" Rich asks me. I know he's asking me this because both of us don't want to deal with all the storm damage at our house. Nothing too bad mind you, just a blown down fence and a lot of fallen branches in the backyard. Or maybe he's asking me because the kids are driving us NUTS! It's a little stir-crazy in our house.
"Let's go to my mission!" Nancy said. Nancy is a fourth grade student, so in California that means a mission report. Nancy googled all the missions in California, then made a list of which ones she wanted to do. She's always like this. Everything done ahead of time, super prepared, always fretting if her school work could be better and if she doesn't get 100% on a test, heaven forbid! She gets the look and worries for days, no matter what Rich and I say.
To make sure everyone doesn't pick the same mission, Nancy's teacher picks names out of a hat then that student gets to pick his or her mission. Nancy was picked 10th in her class and by a combination of luck and preparedness she got what she wanted, Mission San Carlos Borromeo de Carmelo. The Carmel Mission in Carmel-By-The-Sea, just about a three hour drive away.
"I guess we know where we're going."