We went to visit Nate's grandma in Provo. His
cousin's motorcycle was parked in the driveway. Isaac and Brig were in
total awe,
"Whoa! We never knew Grandma Nina drives a motorcycle!"
As we were leaving Disney. . .
Nate: Well, say good-bye to Disneyland. This is our last night.
Eliza: Um, no. I think we're just going to stay here.
don't we all wish. . .
The
kids were in rafts, "cleaning the moss" out of the pond. It was very
counterproductive to say the least. Here's a conversation I overheard
from the shore.
Brig: I saw a snake!
Issac: You did? What did it look like?
Brig: Um. . . it looked. . . really. . . snake-ish.
Isaac: Oh yeah, I know which one your talking about. I saw that one too.
The kids were digging waterways in the sandbox. Isaac had a moment of frustration.
Isaac: Grrrr, my bridge is destroyed every time the water comes through!
Clay: It's called erosion, Isaac.
Isaac: Well, I hate erosion.
I think it's time I take my kids to see the Grand Canyon.
The boys were playing games on the trampoline. Clayton came running in with two deep bloody gouges on his knee.
Me: Ahh, what happened? What went through your knee?
Clay: My teeth.
that's one way to play "crack the egg" I guess.
Eliza came home from church with a book she made, titled "I Have Feelings". It read:
Page 1: I am sad when my mommy says I can't go swimming or have a treat.
Page 2: I am mad when mommy won't let me have a treat.
Page 3: I am happy when mommy gives me candy!
hmm. my plan to cut back on sugar is clearly taking it's toll.
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