And the boys started their evenings like this some nights for about a week. Sound asleep in Dustin's bed. "Do not steal. Do not lie. Do not deceive one another."
Leviticus 19:11


Good to the very last drop!!! But I know how to get some more. Watch this...

Kamden wanted to take daddy for a walk to see the giant puddle we found on the way to the potty. There is just something so sweet about a father hand in hand with his child.
Found it!!! Check out the splash.
Anyone care to try a bite of lemon?
After lunch we went home to plant the flowers for my 'Love Garden' that the kids were making me for mother's day. A place of beauty to show they love me. It was quite cold for early May but not a single one complained. (Not even Skylar who, apparently had strep.)
Such hard workers.

This is the Coach and photographer.
This is one of the loyal fans, shows up to every practice and game.
May 1st was also a big deal due to Dustin's 7th birthday party. When asked what he wanted to do, he responded, "I just want everyone to play soccer for my birthday." Ask and ye shall receive. We had young and older, athletic vs. not so athletic, those that could breath after playing and those that could not. But we apparently had the teams fairly equal because it seemed like forever before someone won. EVERYONE had so much fun. I am not sure when the last time was that Deb and I laughed so hard with each other (and we weren't even on the same team.) Wow, does soccer bring out the competitive nature in people. Ha.
Someone instigated a water fight...


...And could you hurry because it is no longer fun... "I no like it." (Is what mommy heard you cry from the backseat of the van as you mashed the cereal bar into the cordoroy on your jeans, then into your carseat, your hands and face followed.)
Our days were filled with little things. One day was BINGO day. We brought everyone along for a rousing game of BINGO. Despite the fact that Skylar was not old enough to play the cards, she still walked out with more winnings than the rest of us put together. (My grandpa gave her a quarter each time she got BINGO on the card I made for her. What a math lesson. She has been able to count to 100 for about a year now. But to recognize the number, locate it and mark it off before the man called the next number was fun for her.)
One of my favorite pictures is my grandma tickling Skylar on the couch. Now grandma, you are not supposed to be leaning over with that back brace. But such fun you both had. Just don't let her catch you eating ice cream on the couch, no matter what she said to you the night before.
My grandpa kept sharing with other residents about how he was 'stuck' with 4 generations of girls. I know he loved it. 


