Camping

So this past weekend we had a G family reunion, camping. When we got there the camp ground was full except for that big spot in the middle, for all of us. In typical G fashion, we all arrived fashionably late and ended up setting up in the dark. Lots of fun was had by all. Here are a few highlights. Since we forgot to charge the camera before we left I took some pictures on dad's camera and they will be coming later.

Here is our little spot for the weekend. Our sweet little hidey hole in the background is a G family heirloom. Lots of memories were made in that little camper. Hopefully we can make a few more. It looked so little in the middle of all the huge new campers but it is just right for us. We have had quite a few people stop at the house and offer to buy it. Maybe we should make a sign, "NOT for sale."

The boys by the lake. Caeden doing better with pictures, unless it is a group shot!

Philip and Autumn with the newest addition, Finnegan the wonder dog. The calmest sweetest puppy you ever will see. Stole the show and the hearts of everyone!

Cherries!

This was my project for the day. Where did all the cherries end up? Some went to the garbage. As you can see I had some helpers with the picking and they are not all ripe.

Some went to the baby birds.

5 of these little jars are filled with cherry jam. Some cherries are in the dehydrator. Some cherry sauce is in the freezer waiting for angel food cake or some ice cream.

Another crop will be ready in a few days. We'll see how we can get rid of them.

Don't Know

Yes, it is summer. No, the air conditioner is not going wild. It is not even turned on yet. Sometimes I figure it is better not to ask what is happening. Usually I just end up more confused. He said something about rocket ships and not having your hat on when the ship is going.

Confusion

I have been spending most of my days lately in utter confusion. The other morning I was woken up by Caeden crashing into the room, of course this was around 6 a.m. or so. "Mommy, Daddy took my nap away. He took my nap away." Then he went crashing back through the door. Why would his father take his nap away, he appreciates the quiet time as much as I do? This is a mystery that would best be solved after some coffee.

Since I was so gently awakened, no breakfast in bed around here, I stumbled blearily downstairs. Thump, thump, thump. Yup, there is Caeden rocking in the chair, on his head. Huh? Check again, yep on his head alright. Keep stumbling toward the kitchen.

After some coffee, I attempt to figure out why Caeden got his nap taken away. Turns out it was his map and not his nap, "whew." Caeden has a little children's atlas that has a puppy, excuse me, wolf on the front of it. Moises found him downstairs, oh probably sometime around 5-5:30 crying because there was a wolf on the front of his "nap." Sounds like someone needs a nap to me. I never tried to figure out why Caeden was rocking on his head. I haven't seen him do it since so maybe I was still sleeping.

Why??!!

This post is dedicated to my dear brother. Only someone that has been subjected to Caeden's verbal storms can really appreciate the terror in what I am about to say. Camlyn has started to ask why! Only two times today but I know from experience that he is just getting warmed up. Hopefully Caeden will be done with this stage by the time that Camlyn gets into full swing. There are days that I beg Caeden not to ask any more questions. Just think, his teachers suggested for one of Caeden's goals that we get him to ask more questions! Imagine!

Welcome Llama Momma

The little house that Moises and the boys made for the kitty.
Yes, the kitty did get to ride home on Caeden's lap. Part of the way at least. The ride would have gone great I believe if we would not have stopped to pick up a litter box. Kitty is trained already! Then well, CATastrophe! Sorry, I could not resist.
While Momma was in the store getting the litter box Miss Momma puked under the seat. The ride home? Well let's just say that it was a good thing that I stopped and got the litter box although it would have been better were there some litter in it!
Llama Momma didn't have a very good welcome home reception, she was promptly placed in a bucket of warm water. To her credit though, I think she quite enjoyed it. This first day does not bode well for the little kitties future. She has already been banned from the camping trip coming up this weekend. Although it was fun to watch her prancing across the yard in hot pursuit of Camlyn, or his ball. Camlyn also got a kick out of playing peek-a-boo with kitty hiding in the lilies.

Happy Birthday Daddy!

What could be better than a special dinner outside and a big Dairy Queen Blizzard afterwards? Let me tell you, we go all out for the adult birthdays around here! Caeden used to ask us when will your birthday start? Meaning all the people and balloons and presents and cake. He has learned that it is only the special people in the family that get all that.

Mmm good right down to the last bite! That elusive last bite. Daddy says it yucky when it falls on the ground, but you know what Camlyn says, "mmmm." A few pieces of grass, dirt, or even gravel only enhance the flavor right?