Friday, May 29, 2009

Because You Can't Have Enough Beach Pictures to Rub In The Face of All Your Northern Family Members

4 Years old and already working on her Baywatch audition... She runs well, I think she might have a shot

The experienced beach baby is well-aware of the location of all the fun beach toys

Found the toys = Crazy Happy Face!

Have to share the toys with Sis = Bumpy (Aevyn-speak for "grumpy") Face

Two little mermaids sitting on the beach.

Who are those strangers at the Waffle house?

Could it be?

Grandpa Joe! All the way from Maine!

Monday, May 25, 2009

You Know What Time It Is





Kisses for Mom too. Smoochy Woochy

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Pictures to prove that we really did go to the Bahamas and leave the girls behind for 4 days

We drank some Bahama alcohol. Kalik beer
And the BEST pina colada I've ever had in my life! REAL coconut and a shot of Bailey's...heavens to Betsy, the memory of that pina colada will be cherished forever
Read, in bed, with a sunburn. And no kids jumping on me!
Nassau- the most interesting stop on our trip
Lots of forts to guard against the pirates, arrrgh.
Kyle the Gunner never leaves his work far behind

At last, Kyle meets the strong hand of justice

Our accomodations

So excited that a stranger made the bed and a towel animal for us.
Our cell phones worked the whole time, but kept changing the date back to Oct 1999 (before our cell phones were even made). Kyle is certain it was the Bermuda Triangle


Stirrup Cay, the private island owned by Norwegian Cruise Lines, and our last stop on our cruise. It was either this or a "Fun Day At Sea" that is offered by other cruise lines.


Kyle found a spot with a little breathing room

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Anyone got any spaghetti sauce?

To go with our limp noodle?
She has perfected the art of dissolving into a puddle when told to pick up her toys. Its a brilliant tactic because it works so well (don't tell her that though)

Friday, May 8, 2009

Cheap labor


And the rewards of all that affordable work...We still don't like radishes, but they are so easy to grow. They are our ego-building crop, and nothing more. We don't ever eat them. The girls use them to when they make "soup" out of mud and sticks in a bucket under the swingset.