This was the weekend we watched Bucky's sister's kids. It was fun. That is all.

Going Well...

I have to warn you, this post is all over the place. There is no good writing to be had here. Not that there normally is Pulitzer Prize winning family journalism, but I try to at least follow a theme. Sorry. I don't have the energy today. :)

Well, after some exciting times over the last two weeks, things are finally settling down a bit. We replaced the pad and cleaned the carpet in the back room from our flood, had a yard sale to get rid of and de-clutter the house, and babysat some nephews and a niece.

Although, it seems more crazy/cluttered now than before (how does that happen, Mr.Universe???). We finally got our sprinklers fixed (fingers crossed of course).

If any of you have ever experienced nesting when you were pregnant then you will understand my need to have things cleaned up and finished. I can finally breath a little bit.

The unfortunate news of the day is that I can't find the camera cord that I hook up to my computer, so I have all these fun pictures and I can't post them. I think one of the fun neighbor kids may have mistaken it for a lasso...

Speaking of which, does anyone have neighbor kids that freely walk into your house? This bothers me. I understand they're kids, but I don't like feeling like I can't take a nap or go to bathroom for fear that someone else's kid is going to do some thing in my house, such as get hurt or break something or write on the wall. Take for instance the other day. One the the neighbor kids was on my COMPUTER. With my kids on Lego.com or something and he all the sudden just took off. This boy and his brother are 4 and maybe 2. I come downstairs later and get on the computer. Here's the worst part. My butt is getting wet. Evie tells me that the little boy peed on my upholstered chair in front of the computer.

I totally freaked out. What the crap??? I would be mortified if my kid was wandering the neighborhood peeing on other people's furniture. It's bad enough when someone is babysitting them or something. Anyway, we have a new policy. Outdoor playing only. ONLY. I lock my doors now. Do you think that's mean? Let me know. Because maybe it's just me being hormonal...

Been too long...

Every time something happens here, I think, post it! But then I think, nah, I'll just eat some more and watch TV. How pathetic is that?! To be fair, it has been really hot lately and I am heading into my third trimester. But there's been a lot going on so I'll post as much as I can before I feel the pull of the couch in the cool basement.

Ethan decided he wanted to up the ante on Evie's broken collarbone. So he climbed a fence at the dog park trying to get a ball and snagged his hand on the top of the chain link. On his way jumping down his hand got stuck and literally ripped a huge gash in his hand. It was nasty. The next morning I brought him in and he had not just a few stitches, but 9 stitches!!! That was traumatic to say the least. But after a needle of sedation in his backside he was ok. Although, I have to admit it was funny hearing him talk because he kept saying things like, "Um, doctor what size of needle are you going to use? What is it going to look like? What will it feel like?" Rapid fire. It was funny.

My dad's side of the family had a family reunion up in Park City this last weekend. It was a total blast. We had lunch and a scavenger hunt complete with a treasure chest for the kids at the park, rode the Alpine Slide up at the Olympic Oval, swam and played games at Jordanelle State Park, and Bucky and Ethan went for a hot air balloon ride with my dad and some other family members. We had an awesome time, and if you couldn't make it to this one, start planning for the next one in ALASKA in 3 years. I'm totally excited. Okay, here's the pictures...