it rained. we celebrated.

We've had a a decent amount of rain the past week, so the level of the creek has come up a bunch. Nowhere near what it should be, but better, nonetheless.

We will take "better", and use it as an excuse to celebrate!

We built balloon powered boats...


...and raced them.


...drove them ashore


...to catch froggish friends.


The rope swing called to us...





We just have to splash.

And throw giant rocks.


No, Mom. I'm not tired.


Honestly. I could go all day.


I know.
Soak up the fun until you crash.
Because that's what we do.
Isn't life deliciously grand?

a good morning, indeed

How much better can a morning start out?
Who wouldn't like to see this coming down the stairs as a start to their day?

"Good morning, mom. I brought you breakfast in bed."

Total sweetness. With honey on top.

If you give your kids an...

... instrument, or the materials to build one, they will create a band. They will name their band Bikini Wicked Wake Up. They will ask you to get out your own guitar and play the bass line to Seven Nation Army. They will make up their own words to the song because they can't remember the real words. And you will laugh. Really hard. And smile. Really big.

(I was really hoping the video we took would load, but since its not working as of right now, I'll have to give you kinda sorta actiony shots. Should the Powers That Be be more cooperative at a later time, I will add the video then. Telling you its hilarious would be an understatment.)






If you give a kid a ball and some safety cones, they will create a makeshift bowling game.




If you give a kid a croquet mallet, he might surprise you by actually playing the game. With new rules, of course, because who actually understands the official rules of that game?




If you give a kid some bocce balls, you'll get an awesome picture that captures just how silly and insane this sweetie pie is...and then you'll wonder if it was a safe idea to give him really heavy solid could-possibly-be-used-as-weapons type balls in the first place.

Our own Sunday Funnies

Iggy and Ooky have this fascination with spitting. I don't get it. Yesterday they went at it again. Spit on the ground, spit in the creek, spit kinda sort of close to each other...

MamaTea: Guys, stop spitting.

The boys are apparently deaf, because Iggy continues to spit. I am starting to think he has over active salivary glands.

MamaTea: Seriously guys?

Ooky fires himself up to return a whopping wad of spit at his brother, but before he does, he gets himself into prime fighting mode by pulling the power rangers mask he had sitting on top of his head down onto his face.

Then he spits.

Then you hear...

Ooky: Oh. I guess that doesn't work when you have a mask on.

So now Ooky has a mask full of spit, and Iggy is kind of grossed out at the thought of having a mask full of spit.

Problem solved. :)