Summer Bowling

If we haven't been swimming, we have been participating in indoor activities! One of which is bowling.

Sade surprised me and showed an unexpected excitement about the activity. She usually does not care much for it.





Resting:



Jackson was paranoid the entire game that Sadie would somehow beat him. It was close, but he managed to pull through. Thank goodness! I'm unsure if he could have suffered through the embarrassment.




Megs likes bowling, and enjoyed herself.





My form was impressive as always. Try not to be jealous.




About half-way through the first game Sade informed me that she was "sooooo thirsty" and had to have a Sprite. I told her not right now, at which point she became furious with me. After bowling her turn she would stalk off to chairs far away from me to wait.




One of her shoe laces came untied so I asked her if she wanted me to help her. She refused. But then right after I got up to bowl she asked Megan to tie it for her. Luckily Meg was still in her good graces.




Her anger lasted until I reminded her that we never get what we want if we act like this. She proceeded to be sweet as pie from that point forward. She is a crack up.



In ending I would like to report that I won each and every game. Thank you.

Reunited And It Feels So Good

Kellie invited all of the preschool friends to the park the other morning. Sade and Taylor ended up being the only ones able to go, but they were sure happy to see each other. We miss preschool.

Explosive Diarrhea

As I was working in the office yesterday I heard a my children playing an interesting new game they made up. 

First a doll of some sort knocks on the front door of the dollhouse.

The door is then answered by a second doll.

The first doll tries to sell the second doll some sort of item, like chicken.

At which time a third doll sits on a toilet in the doll house and then proceeds to have an extreme case of explosive diarrhea.

In the form of white pieces of paper cut up (thank goodness).

Summer is endlessly entertaining.

Wish For Fish

A few days ago we went fishing for the first time this year. In reality we usually only go about once a year, so this could in fact be the first and last time. We headed over to Lake Mead, and then proceeded to roam on numerous extremely bumpy dirt roads attempting to find the perfect spot. While roaming we were lucky enough to run into another truck that needed a jump. How great for us that we had chosen that particular desolate road.

We eventually found the perfect spot. Gorgeous, covey goodness. It was right before sunset so we were hopeful the fish would be a biting.

 

 

The light off the lake was the best.

The kids need constant help, so Eric has had to accept the fact that he will probably not fish again until the children are much older. He spends all of his time dealing with a plethora of problems (untangelling line, unsnagging from weeds, etc.)  And I can offer no help. First because I do not have a fishing license, but most importantly because I know nothing about fishing or the mechanics of fishing poles.

As always the worms were a big hit. Jackson and Eric were the only ones brave enough to handle them.



Sadie was eventually cajoled in to at least touching one:





Niether Megan nor I could be similarly cajoled.

We fished:



And fished:




And fished:



And didn't catch a thing!

But that didn't matter, because it was beyond great just to be outside at twilight at the lake. I asked Eric why in the world we are not outside everyday at this time?! Megan overheard and responded with "you must be too busy watching T.V." SNAP! Regardless, I love twilight.



Plus the light makes for gorgeous pictures.








Too soon, it was dark.



And the air became littered with bugs and bats:



Eventually we packed up and headed out. While on the way home we were lucky once again to find a car on the side of the road that needed help.



They had blown out their tire and didn't have a jack. We did have a jack but soon discovered they had some sort of specialty tire that required a tool we didn't have. Lucky for them another car stopped soon after that did have the tool!

Although no fish were caught, it was a glorious outing.