
I'm truly amazed at how much they've grown-up and changed the last year. We are raising little people with their own thoughts, and opinions, and more defined personalities. It's pretty cool...most of the time :)


Sometimes, as an adult, I wish I still had the freedom and the lack of inhibitions to just roll down a hill. In a skirt no less, with a crowd of people around, and a mother who didn't think this far ahead and remind her to put on her bloomers like she does when she wears a dress to school. If I thought like they did maybe fear wouldn't set in so often. I would go ahead and take a picture of the sunset or whatever food I find that looks cool and/or pretty, and tell the people around me to eff off it they find it weird. I would be able to speak my mind better and more clearly. I would be able to say more often what's really bothering me. Wait, aren't I the one who's supposed to be teaching them? 

We made the backyard even better over the weekend! We (and I use that term loosely, I only helped the second day hold up boards) put the fence up at the end of the summer last year. You have to let it sit before you can stain or paint it.
We opted for stain. There was much moaning and groaning about the price (way more then we were anticipating) and the work. We (and I really mean we) worked really hard on Saturday. It was a very long day and Cody is paying for it now, his back is making him suffer.So worth it now. It looks great. Now we just need a table for the patio that's big enough for all of us to sit at.
The baby's a ham. He's started doing this when we take pictures. I don't really understand why. It's not from lack of attention. Jeez, all three of these kids are rotten. The best part is that I (we) know they are rotten, but still some of the best kids on the planet.
This dog, oh my. Some mornings I think this dog will be the death of me. The mornings when I'm trying to get myself and the kids ready after getting up just a few minutes later then I should; these are the mornings when she decides to snatch stuffies off the kids' beds and run around the house with them, not listening when I calmly (but firmly) say "drop-it" over and over again. Threatening to disintegrate them in front of their owners does not create good vibes between Maggie and the kids. They tend to get a little upset.
Then she does stuff like this and all is forgiven. She believes she is really one of our kids. She even believes she should sit in the chair like a big girl. Patience, she's still a baby. Another year and (so I've been told) she'll be an awesome dog.
School starts next week. I can't believe summer is almost over. We get to meet Eli's teacher tonight. The rest of the week should be pretty quiet. This weekend, I'm going to call it 'the weekend in which I will spend a small fortune'; shoes, backpacks, lunch boxes, school supplies, clothes, and I'm sure they'll come up with other things that they just can't live without will have to be gotten. Since summer is almost over I'll start a countdown to our mini vacation to Chicago. Should be lots of fun :)