Wolfie is Good Company

Yes, you see right. Zoe IS trying to ride on Wolfie. If Grandma sees this she'll never let us dogsit Wolfie ever again... since we take dogSIT so literally. At least I didn't add the picture where Ben wrapped Wolfie up in the string he's dangling.

Last Day

The morning of the day we left from Grams and Gramps' house we had nothing better to do than to torture the kids with more pictures. If you could hear them you'd hear their cries for mercy. They did a pretty good job with a camera shoved in their faces for two straight weeks so it was inevitable that they would crack on the last day.

Sad Farewell

Ben hides in a basket.
Zoe stows away in their car.
Ben sits on top of their car.
Zoe digs her nails into Auntie Liesl.
I hold Tony and Ben holds Logan in a death clutch.
We are all in denial or refusing to let Uncle Tony, Auntie Liesl, Logan, Delenn and Elora leave. We'll never say Goodbye, just Ciao, arrivaderci, bye.

A Break in Routine

To get them to take their bath we promised the kids they could watch a little T.V. afterward right before bed. We put on War and Remembrance. Zoe was the only one that got the joke.

We are family

From left to right: Gina, Steve, Zoe, Ben, Memo (Eulalee), Uncle Tony, Elora, Auntie Liesl, Delenn, Grams, Gramps, and Logan.

The L Word

Big L, that's Logan of course, was soon to turn 5 so we took the opportunity to enjoy some cake, singing and merriment on his behalf. Happy birthday Logan!

Melting Park

Perhaps the kids didn't notice the heat outside during the middle of summer in Missery (Missouri) but the adults nearly melted or fell under a play house while their feet curled up. Bugs and swings and flying monkeys were far too fascinating for them to pay any attention to the weather.
Except when they got extra touchy about sharing... they might not have known it was the weather foiling their efforts to remain civilized, but we knew their unconscious discomfort played a part. It must have, they're normally such perfect little angels.

Licks of Bliss

We laced these Lollies with a nice hit of poppies to put them to sleep.
That and we'd just spent a long fun morning at the water park close to Grams and Gramps' house.

Brave Parent

What does it take to be brave parent? Jumping in front of them when someone shoots at them? Running after them just before they jump out of an airplane with no parachute on? NO. Letting them loose in a tiny gem/jewelry store (you had to go through to go on the cave tour) and then letting them play on filthy toilet cars. Toilet cars you ask? Of course, every cave entrance has 'em these days.

Balls

One ball is fun. Two balls are more fun. Three hundred thousand and two balls are well... the kids' heads exploded. The park said it was common and offered to give us our money back for the inconvenience of having to start fresh with new kids.