Man, are we ever addicted to this stuff!!!
Man, are we ever addicted to this stuff!!!


This is the line for books. Yes indeedy, alllll the way down to the end...
I'm just grateful that this year, we were standing in the long, long line INSIDE, in the a/c. Last year we weren't so lucky. Neither are these poor kids. "This one time, at band camp...I PASSED OUT FROM HEAT STROKE!!" Not really, they had many water and gatorade breaks, from what I saw...
Then, we had to go get him a hair cut. Because hey, you can't study if you can't see through your hair. :)

This was RJ's first trip to the movies. He did great, but we were glad to have the theater all to ourselves. That, my friends, is MY kind of movie-going experience!!
M, W and Papa had some fun with the projector during the closing credits...

And here is the offending playground ball:


They really had a great time (who wouldn't?), and over 40 kids showed up tonight!
I think our church should buy one, don't you? It's evidently a success at getting lazy Baptists to come to church! :)
Little did he know that night, that he would one day be eating there and cutting up his little boy's chicken :)
...or that his little boy would be a contrary diner, and refuse the chicken that was so lovingly cut up for him...
...and that he would pout like nobody's business because he was "Weady to GO"...he even offered to wait in the car until we were done. I'm not kidding. "I wait in car!!" Uh, NO...
SO everyone cleaned their plates except him ;)
Oh the joys of being 2 years old!