Count Down To Maine!

I mentioned in my comment on this post that I’m in Count-Down-To-Maine mode
right now.  Our Maine vacation is always the highpoint of our summer.  We usually go in August, so it’s something to look forward to all summer long.

I’ve been going to Maine in August my whole life, and when my husband joined our family he was more than happy to continue the tradition.  In fact, he was no stranger to vacationing in Maine.  His parents took their family to Maine several times during his childhood, and he always enjoys a chance to go hiking and fishing.  And eat lobster.  Not that it’s all about the food or anything.

We adults aren’t the only ones counting down the days.  My 4-year-old daughter is absolutely OBSESSED with going to Maine.  For the last week and a half, her pretend play has consisted almost solely of packing for Maine.  She drags her suitcases around and packs and repacks her dolls and toys and blankets and stuffed animals.  And she asks at least five times a day in an exasperated voice, “Mom, are we going to Maine yet!???”  Two weeks is a lifetime to her.

For the rest of us, Maine means family reunions, lobster, hiking, blueberry pie, trips to the coast, popovers at the Jordan Pond House, s’mores, evening campfires, canoing, fishing, tubing, and waterskiing.

For my daughter, it means two uninterrupted weeks with her favorite person on earth, her “Gwammie”.

When she first heard we were going to Maine in two weeks, she started dancing
around the room, shouting, “Yayyyy!  Gwammie!  Gwammie!  Gwammie!  GWAMMIEEEEE!!!”  She tells me multiple times a day that she misses “Gwammie”, and she can’t wait to see “Gwammie”, and how many days will we be in Maine with “Gwammie”?

And then comes the Festival of Questions.  Are we going to eat dinner there?  Are we going to sleep there?  Are we going to be there for a long time?  And on it goes.

My 7-year-old son loves his Grammie, but he’s not as one-track-minded as his sister.  He’s excited to fish, hike, see his cousins, swim in the lake, and eat s’mores by the campfire.  Not that it’s all about the food or anything.

My husband is excited to fish off the dock, water ski, hike the Precipice Trail and indulge in my mom’s homemade blueberry pie.  Not that it’s all about the food or anything.

I am just happy to sit in the cottage overlooking the lake, sip a mug of hot coffee Dandy Blend, and do NOTHING while my mom and dad and brother play with my kids.  Rest and relaxation, that’s what I’m after!  That, and a bowl of lobster stew with a side of popovers at the Jordan Pond House.  Not that it’s all about the food or anything.

So yeah, we’re all pretty excited about our upcoming vacation.  If I could just find a way to avoid the ten-hour drive to get there.  Then it would be perfect.

Here is the picture I took on our last morning of vacation last summer.  This is our view from the house.  You can see why we can’t wait to get to Maine.

Speaking of counting down to Maine, there is a great little book your kids might enjoy.  It’s called Counting Our Way To Maine.  We read it often in anticipation of our trip.  The illustrations are delightful, and it’s full of the nostalgia of family tradition.  And of course it holds a special place in our hearts for obvious reasons.

Other great books about Maine that you may be more familiar with are Blueberries for Sal and One Morning in Maine, both by Robert McCloskey of Make Way For Ducklings fame.  If by some small chance you haven’t read them, please for the love of all that’s good and literary, take a trip to your local library and get them right away.  You won’t regret it.