How did a month pass by already?

OK, yes, I'm a sucky blogger - I try to get it in once a month so people know I am not dead. But in my defense, I am going at this alone - unlike every single other sibling I have, my husband does not contribute to this in any way. Never mind that I am doing this for the good of extended family members who need to be reminded of how cute our kids are on a regular basis. No, he says, "Hey, you started it, its your thing." Ha....I am never going to let his mother look at the blog again, and we'll see who laughing now....
Ahem. Now back to our regular blogcast. Things are crazy now that Ryan has started school. I am volunteering every week in his class, hosting the twins preschool group every third week, and participating in an exercise co-op every morning (we watch each others kids one day a week so that the other four we can go exercise alone). Add to that birthdays, soccer, sickness, camping (and sickness while camping), and cub scouts and you'll be able to see that we haven't had a lot of "down time" lately.
However, here I find myself with the chance to clean the kitchen after six kids ate dinner (I watched Miranda's kids while they slowly move things into their new house) or dink around on the computer with some pictures. Ergo, here I am. Below are some of the things we have been up to in the last couple of weeks.

Huh?

Sometimes I catch Mia and Wyatt doing the wierdest things. Here they are playing "Salon" - Wyatt's getting made up for something. (Probably a good sound beating when he is 12 if anyone ever sees this picture)

Presents

Thanks Gramps and Grandma for our fantastic presents!

Camping at Mt. Lemmon

Ok, sop we went camping in a technical sense - we slept in tents with sleeping bags. The fact that there were electrical outlets, colvered pavilions (with lights), great potties, and built in grills was only incidental. Although, I do maintain that with kids, this is the only way to go. We took advantage of cooler temps for a couple of nights and went camping with about eight other families with small kids too. They only snags we ran into were skunks...a lot of them prowling around our food in the evening time. That's the one animal you don't really want to scare away... The kids watched us make homemade rootbeer and we encountered the biggest marshmellow we had ever seen. Great fun!

4 Years Old!!

Oh the joys of birthday parties. We didn't have one last year, so we decided to let them have one this year. We had water balloon games, but the water balloons wouldn't pop. You could throw them really hard at someone and all that person would get was a bruise - it was funny. So the kids just all started throwing them at Don. We put the sprinkler head on the trampoline and basically made the kids as messy as we could get them.

Ryan in AYSO

OK, yes, I'm a sucky blogger - I try to get it in once a month so people know I am not dead. But in my defense, I am going at this alone - unlike every single other sibling I have, my husband does not contribute to this in any way. Never mind that I am doing this for the good of extended family members who need to be reminded of how cute our kids are on a regular basis. No, he says, "Hey, you started it, its your thing." Ha....I am never going to let his mother look at the blog again, and we'll see who laughing now....
Ahem. No back to our regular blogcast. Things are crazy now that Ryan has started school. I am volunteering every week, hosting the twins preschool group every third week, and participating in an exercise co-op every morning (we watch each others kids one day a week so that the other four we can go exercise alone). Add to that birthdays, soccer, and scouts and you'll be able to see that we haven't had a lot of "down time" lately. However, here I find myself with the chance to clean the kitchen after six kids ate dinner (I watched Miranda's kids while they slowly move things into their new house) or dink around on the computer with some pictures. Ergo, here I am. Here are some of the things we have been up to in the last couple of weeks.