Bathtime Fun

The following took place earlier this evening.

Libby came into the living room, dripping water all the way. She held up my new pumice stone.

"Can we use this bar soap?"

"That's not bar soap, it's used to rub off skin."

Her hand moved to her belly and rubbed it a bit. As she continued to look at me wide eyed I asked, "Did you already use it?"

With tears in her eyes, a tremor in her voice, and said hand rubbing belly, "Only a little bit!"

Labor Day

Nobody in my family has had much time for vacation this year so on short notice we all decided to head up to Idaho City on Labor Day. Becca's five plus two of mine. How much more fun can it get?


Look carefully what it says on the sign over their heads. I couldn't add anything if I tried.

We had a picnic lunch in the park in Idaho City. There was a stage. There were children. The children got on the stage (this includes Michael). Then they were all struck with the sudden urge to go to the bathroom at the exact same time.
This is almost everyone who went up. Missing in the photo is my Mom, my sister Heidi and BIL Jeff. We swarmed that town.
Grace just hanging out.
We stopped for a BBQ dinner at a little park in Robie Creek. No swim suits so everyone had to content themselves with wading.

Pacifier Bad, Thumb Good

Western Idaho Fair

Ethan milking a cow.
While at the fair we kept running into the Andy Hobsons. Every time we turned around. This was Maggie and Libby's response to being asked to smile and say cheese.

Ethan and Michael went on the pirate ship ride (it swings back and forth until it is making a half circle) . Ethan clutched Michael screaming while Libby and I were safely on the ground. From the ground all I could see was the back of Ethan's head as his face was buried in his fathers stomach. As it slowed down I saw his face was red from screaming. I was horrified at how scared he was until he got off. He walked over to me and said, "That was fun."
This ride was more Libby's speed. I realized I can't do fair rides anymore. I was queasy from the carousel.
Grace watching everything from the stroller.

The last ride of the night. I took the kids on the ferris wheel. They loved it. I never realized how high up it goes. Sitting at the top, staring down at the fairway, with my little ones of either side of me I realized just how high it was. Nothing like those mothering instincts to make everything seem deadly.

Better late then never

A few pictures from my little girl's 4th birthday. Her only requests were a purple purse, flip flops, a real cell phone and a toy cell phone. She received three purses and a toy cell phone. Her loving aunts and uncles gave her money and she found a pair of flip flops at the dollar store. They are three sizes too big but she didn't care. She has worn them every day since. The only thing she didn't get on her wish list was the real cell phone. I told her she could have one when she could pay for it herself. She tried giving me her birthday money but I had to explain to her that it wasn't enough.

She really did like her new blanket. She was just fed up with everyone telling her to smile for the camera.

She requested lemon bars instead of cake. MMM..... lemon bars.
I don't buy sugary cereals for my kids but make an exception on their birthdays. I haul them to the grocery store and let them pick whatever them want. Libby wanted fruit loops so we got fruit loops...then we ate them for lunch. It's only your birthday once a year after all.

And if you are wondering about the frequent outfit changes she had a birthday celebration with my family and one with Michael's family and one at home. If you notice though she is always wearing a dress. I have to bribe her to wear anything else.