4th of July

There is nothing like being with family for 4th of July holiday. Thanks to Joan I. we had a blast with friends and family.

K and Scotty were in charge of Popcorn. It was so nice not being called "the Popcorn Lady" for a once.

Daddy Pops.
Daddy lounges.

Daddy serves.

With the help and reassurance of cousins, the boys get reacquainted with water and start to love the lake. They paddled and swam all afternoon. Though at first they were a little leery.

Ryry could not possibly be any cuter.

Tent it out back.

Well, one weekend we do the whole camp out in the back yard thing with the boys. But by 5:30 Daddy goes in to his own dark bedroom to sleep in. Then by 6:30 BIG B and K go in to watch cartoons, mom follows. But little Ryry is so tired he sleeps in till 9AM. Though I went to check on him frequently. There he is all cozy in the sleeping bag, one leg out and Monkey tucked in his arms as usual.

OOOUUHH!

What the heck is he smiling about? And why is K yelling ooouuuuh!!!!

Oh, parents that actually like each other. Now their big thing is to yell and chant in unison, KISS, KISS, KISS!!!

Boys on bikes.

Plus one girl. Yea, our 1st bike ride with no bike trailer, no diapers, and no wining!!! yea, time to celebrate.

Nana's card.

My mom loves to make and give great birthday cards. One of my personal favorites is one of her poster cards supplied with lots of yummy treats. It's basically a story or poem with treats in place of certain words. Thanks mom, you are fantastic.

Back yard adventure.

So, I call for the boys and they don't come. I call and call and there is no answer. Finally, after 4-5 min I supply myself with the camera and head out to the backyard, no boys. I hike to the back and crawl under the barb wire fence.

Finally I hear them. Way out in our nieghbors 10 acres they have made a boys adventure land for themselves with the help of the girl next door.

Wow I remember doing stuff like this when I was a kid. I didn't know they had the courage to go beyond the fence. It's kind of neat to see then out there trapsing around: collecting moss, swinging from trees, falling waist deep into mud pool. Poor Ryry.

Skunk Cancells Church...

One Spring sunday we get a call that church has been cancelled do to an unerving smell (possibly skunk) in the building. Well, we just had Primary at home. Water color and crayons and we can show our thankfulness for fish. OK, so I teach the Sunbeams, but my older two will do any art project.