THE 22ND! WHAT?! I'd better join their board and make it my mission in life to talk some common sense into these people! (NOT! Totally kidding! I've been practicing the sentence, "No, I'm sorry, I can't volunteer" all summer. I haven't actually used it in real life as is obvious by the number of kids at my house each day or the number of rides I give or the number of friends house keys I have in my purse but I'll start on the 22nd .... probably.)
Anywho, this new revelation gives the boys exactly 2 less weeks to finish their online summer math class and me two weeks less of not acting like a grown-up. Sooooo disappointing. In response to this realization we crammed a lot of fun in this week.
It started on Sunday when we skipped church so as not to give our lovely church family pink eye, colds or the flu and drove up the Poudre Canyon away from the things of man. We ended up at Chambers Lake where we had a relaxing, muddy, smokey time.
Lizzy spent her time practicing gymnastics on large rocks. (???)
I love this picture with Tim fishing and Rachel with our dog in the background.
The ground Rachel is standing on is spongy and the kids could bounce on it like a trampoline.
Eli turned the 2nd picnic table into a stage for his play, Peter Pan.
Mike and the boys whittling or, in my words, making sharp sticks.
Grandpa & Luke solving the problems of the world.
Luke and Mike
Lizzy, Eli and Rachel
We love our beautiful Colorado.
Mike, who doesn't drive with the entire van full of kids as much as I do, decided that the high school boys were too big to sit in the back seat of the van and shuffled our seating arrangements. After driving in the car with three teenage boys a foot from his ear I'm hoping he's rethinking this arrangement. Either that or try to pass legislation that allows open containers of alcohol in vehicles. Between their music, loud guffaws, bickering and smells I almost wonder if we need one of those dog grates to keep them in the way, way back.
On Tuesday we went to dance as usual. As I was sitting on the bank of the Big Thompson watching Tim prepare his rod, Tim casually said, "Oh, look! A baby snake!" Ahhhhhhh! There is never just one baby snake?! Granted it was just a little garter snake but, ewwwww, I kept imagining baby snakes crawling up my legs or back ... ack, ack, ack!
One of the highlights of my summer is always my garden. Look how tall my zucchini leaves are reaching towards the sun!
The joy of gardening.
On Wednesday we worked really hard around the house in preparation for our excursion to Castle Rock on Thursday. (Mostly I just used the excursion as an excuse to get some really awful chores done by the kids.) Tim and cousin, Winston, using our little chain saw chopped up broken branches that had fallen in a storm. Grandpa came to "supervise" but it's questionable as to who was supervising whom. ;-)
They used the wood to make the cat a teepee. Ha!
It even has a rabbit fur bed! The dog knocked it down and the cat ignored its existence.
After our hard work we took dinner to the pool where I snapped a picture of this adorable little sea monkey.
He likes to bop the other kids on the head with a net to sprinkle them with pixie dust so they can fly to the pool's Neverland. It's weird ... the kids just think he's hitting them and cry. No imagination in kids these days! I was questioning the wisdom of going to the pool until 9:00 p.m. the night before we have to leave the house by 7:40 a.m. to drive to Castle Rock as I peeled kids out of bed the next morning. Adulting has always been really hard for me.
The next morning after a very rough start we made it to Patrick and Marcy's house by 10:00 ish and had the most wonderful summer day! You can gauge the level of fun children have in a day by the amount of filth they accumulate on their bodies and the number of bandaids doled out. Let's just say we had to open a new bar of soap to tackle this filth and went through an entire box of bandaids. For adults I suppose the level of fun might be measured by the number of laughing tears shed and Chardonnay consumed ... Good times!
Looking for Marcy in her middle school class picture.
Tim is King of the Cousins. How cute is this that sweet Everett is sitting and chatting with Tim at dinner. Gah! So cute!
Friday morning we all slept late and did very little. Lizzy went to a neighbors to play and as she was walking home Luke was just pulling up from work. She said, "Hey, Luke, look at this! Water!" One of our neighbors had waterfalls of water flowing from her SECOND story windows! Luke called 911 and within 10 minutes we had a fire truck and 4 police cars on our street! Such excitement and such tragedy. This poor neighbor is a recluse and sick. The police had been trying to get inside the house and yard for fifteen years after concerns from neighbors. Now that they have seen the inside, the house will be condemned. I feel so sorry for this poor woman who had been living is this mess and pray this will lead her to the help she must need. Lizzy is the neighborhood hero for seeing the water and telling someone!
So that was our week. 8/11 of the house slept until 10:30 this morning ... I was not one of them. You'd think by now they would have built up a higher resistance to summer fun exhaustion ... sheesh.


