Working parents know this.
It’s sometimes hard to really feel like you’ve gotten a summer when your routine stays the same. When you can’t take a vacation because of that stinky thing you can’t talk about. And especially, when the rest of the nation swelters and you are still wearing jeans and have no idea where the sunscreen section at the store is.
We’re stealing pieces of summer this year. (And giving crazy-eyed looks to those of you who are posting about your kids starting school again in two weeks. Y’all are NUTS!)
We got some welcome news that one of the first bloggers we ever met online, was actually visiting nearby! Any guesses?
Stacy and Brian and their towheads from The Land of K.A. were passing through and we thought some redneck bbq and a game of miniature golf would be fun.
Please note in the picture above, that I look like a chubby elf in a BEFORE picture for matte powder. Stacy looks classy and completely un-jetlagged. We both have dimples, so I’m calling twinsies on that :)
And for the record… the putt-putt golf girl took two pictures in rapid succession. Which meant that Itty Bit spent 17 minutes on my computer hitting the forward and back arrows making us move…
You have gotta love that Kai’s sucker goes up and down and Itty Bit looks like he’s just run a marathon.
(Hooray for me – I created my first GIF and only wanted to punch the computer 42 times!)
We had fun. The kids were better at it than I was (try to contain your shock)… and Mr. Daddy had to show us all up with a hole-in-one…
See Stacy demonstrating proper form as she sinks yet another one? I’m not sure what Itty Bit’s style would be called?
We were sad to see them go!
Then Itty Bit’s church camp ended with an oversized slip ‘n slide celebration. In 60 degree weather. Brr.
Little stinker tried to sneak up on May-May and Grandma with hands full of bubbles.
The chick in the grey was totally onto what was happening…
Love how innocent he looks.
And then the photographer had to intervene before two 6-year olds wound up in hand-to-hand combat on the church lawn.
A ride out to inspect the winter storm damage was overdue. Itty Bit is still perfecting his driving skills. I yelled “SMILE” and this is what I got.
When I grumbled that Mr. Daddy hadn’t smiled, he shot me this:
(Which was actually pretty understandable, since Itty Bit ran into a stump shortly afterward)
You have got to laugh, that 40,000 acres out in the country, someone thought to put some directional signs out. And a handy plastic chair.
And this is just for reference. See the Rhino tire in the wee stream?
That, my friends, is what my prissy mare turned her nose up at and walked 38 more steps sideways to avoid getting her feet wet. GOOF.
(Who me? Yes you!)
The trails are overgrown with daisies and I squeezed myself through the roof of the Rhino.
And it was worth the bruised ribs to see those contented faces.
How is your weekend? Ours can only get better! We’re meeting MORE blog friends tomorrow! Heck, I think we should make a tradition of this and do it every weekend! Who’s next on the list? :)