Swimming socks

Darling, isn't she? Ready for anything. Granted we had just pulled out of the dock. The glasses were a cause of great anxiety all day, Jordan's socks ( in the background) really were not the best boating choice, Sedona's suit was peed through about 3 mintues later and left dangling to dry the better part of the afternoon and Jeremy's shoes (also in the background) were violated 10 ways from Tuesday as he sunk into the clay helping to shore the boat for lunch. Not a good day for footwear. But a stinkin cute picture nonetheless.

Spidey fishing

 

A little bit of fishing

While Jordan was on worm clean-up, Sedona took a go at Spiderman fishing (do notice the Spiderman pole in the next picture). Sadly, the concept of keeping the pole in your posession was lost on her and without Dad's firm grip - Spidey would've been a goner. She kept trying to throw the reel and rod and whole deal AT the fish. To each his own, I suppose. . . .everyone has their own particular style and approach, right?

Tubing

Aunt Michelle was kind enough to allow Jordan a co-captain seat in the tube. What we didn't account for though was his complete and utter lack of body fat. He returned from the water a tiny bluish purple shivering mass. "But it was worth it" he'll tell you.

Captain Jordan

Did I mention the shouting of "ALL ABOARD!!!!!" He sure wore that out. But here he is. 

Pontooning

On Mark Twain Lake enjoying Labor Day weekend. No funny story this time. Not unless you count the skinny little boxer/briefs he is wearing as swimming trunks as funny. Or if you might enjoy an incessant shouting of "ALL ABOARD!" for 6 hours. He tried to free the minnows assigned to bait duty, then when denied that PETA inspired act, he went back to fishing . . .but never could quite keep that minnow from getting loose. Funny, huh?

the getaway

There she goes. 

Walkin the weeds

Out of her "house" for a few minutes, Sedona finds some vines to take for a walk. She bounced them along next to her until deciding she'd had enough of me trying to take their picture, dropped them and ran. When I yelled after her "Where are you going?!" I met only with a suprised "I DON'T KNOW!!" and a cackle. 

Sedona's mobile home

We went out on the Katy Trail (similar to the Prairie Path for our Chicago readers) yesterday and rented bikes and the bike trailer seen here. When Sedona first stepped into the trailer she was a little confused - like "ok so what are you wanting me to do here?". So I explained "you get to sit down and Daddy will pull you behind his bike so you get to ride too. Just sit here and get hooked."
Met with a tone of almost sarcastic compliance I can't possibly capture in words -"Oh. Okay."

So she sits, folds hands in lap and exclaims, "My house! My little house!" 

Fearless she swims

Swim-diaper free and lovin it! She jumped from side and steps and rails without pause. Jordan, as mentioned before, is undoubtedly part fish but we hardly expected her to follow suit so quickly. She has even started bobbing her head in and out of the water. I tried and tried and wore my little point and click finger out trying to get a shot of Jordan but he ducked under water or raised menacing splasher my (and camera's) way each time. We really do love both our children - even if they are not equittably represented in our photos.

I won't tell you how many times we ran to the swampy restroom to peel her suit off only to find it a false alarm. We'll just say it averaged around 13 times per minute. Add in the time it takes to try and reposition said soggy suit and you can imagine the time investment this swimming adventure meant for us all. 

Jordan?

Where'd he go? A master of disguise. 

Maniac behind the wheel.

Jordan and Joey took turns Driving Miss Sedona before she climbed in and took off hoping no one would notice. The screaming and laughing blew her cover though. 

Chicken fighting

Isn't that what it is called? Anyway - Dad came down as backup last week when I had surgery and this is evidence of the frivolity before the "procedure". 

Nevermind

this one is much better. I am posting these as they load from the digital camera and I hadn't really looked carefully at all the photos available to me. oh man. 

Notice the hat

ht epicture is nothing remarkable but I wanted to call attention to the cardboard/paper hat that my child decided to wear in the pool. It lasted longer than any expected and finally fell flat on her soggy head. 

Oh her adoring fans . . .

Miles leans in to sneak a kiss at Lyla's 1st birthday party. 

that's my girl!

And again I will claim a child acting as any creature other than human as mine. This particular month the animal of choice is a dog. And this is Sedona behaving as such while we were lunching at the brewery that sits on the trail. It is charming really, she pants annd paws at your leg then settles quietly at your feet before reminding you that she is "DOG MOMMY! OKAY?!" 

Our mean/frown faces

For my birthday we went out to a state park and spent the morning walking and playing and taking stupid pictures of ourselves. I like the littlest one's. 

Yes those are snowpants

Yes, those are snowpants my son is wearing in record setting heat. He has been wanting overalls and figures that these are the next best thing. Why the hose? Well DUH! It is hot out there in snowpants.

I won't tell you how proud I was a bit later when he sat at the patio table with me trying to have a serious conversation wearing the snowpants, cowboy boots, and his bike helmet. Such a special child. 

Painting

 

Too funny to leave out. 

Simply thrilled

Jordan ordered an apron (well he actually ordered a dress but we negotiated the functionality of a dress vs apron) when I made Sedona the dresses/shirts you will see in some of the other pictures. Here he is modeling it, thrilled as you can see. He loved the apron, however, he was soooo not in the mood to have his picture taken. Life is so hard. 

Never leave home without it. . .

alright well technically we are still at home here but she carried the phone and purse around for days. Hilarious.

And now a moment to discuss the blog photos versus the yahoo photos. . . Posting them here allows me to provide you with my snarky comments and sometimes much needed explainations. What do you think? Which is preferred? I hated spamming this site but who knows. . . maybe we'll go back to that. 

The garden . . .

This was before the blight and before the weevills and before the drought and before the cardinals and before the poison ivy. Pretty isn't it? 

"I LOVE THE ZOO, MOM! Thank you so much for taking us even though you didn't feel good and it was so hot out. . . . gosh we had so much fun! You're the most bestest Mom in the universe."