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Squeezing the life out of summer, we are. Thank the Lord for my phone, helping me to document how we have spent our time. And thanks also for limited storage space on said phone, for at this moment it has yet again locked me out of taking any more photos. Ugh.
Which brings me here, sharing with you our adventures in sweat, goofiness, and togetherness-joy. So I can clean off my phone. And remember forever this crazy summer.
Aden's baseball team
Well, it's actually wiffle ball. With a tee. But around Aden, you'd better call it baseball.
As there was only one preschool team in the league, the coaches decided the kids should play against their moms. Who had to bat opposite-handed, one-handed. Yeah, we girls lost bad. Had fun though, especially toward the end of the game when the kiddos started talking trash. Hilarious.
Science day
Giga hosted a science experiment day with Trey, to his great delight. Penny cleaning and carnation coloring and egg shell dissolving, oh my! This was the only experiment caught on camera, but a great one. Aden the Destructor was astounded.
More baseball
Poppop, local celebrity that he is, scored luxury box tickets to a Salem Red Sox game. Of course his best buds had to tag along. A perfect night for a game, beautiful setting, and some rather excited boys. All three of them!
Guilt-trip birthday party
Trey's friend Spencer turned 8 just a week before Trey did, and we were invited to the party. Except it wasn't a party. It was a multiple-hundreds-of-dollars blowout bash with fifty people, an expansive food table with fancy-shaped fruit, huge bouncy castles, go-karts, dirt buggies, and laser tag. The boys had a sweat-laden blast and scream-cried after three hours when we had to head home.
And when the tears died down, each declared they wanted that kind of party next summer for their birthdays.
I'm speechless. And already overwhelmed. And a little guilty.
Maybe they'll forget about it.
But they won't.
Garden...oh, garden
Every three or four days we are bringing inside 15 cucumbers, 4 large tomatoes, 100 grape tomatoes, and 5 gallons of green beans. On average. And that's now that the corn has spent itself, 240 ears later. Our buckets runneth over. Praise the Lord.
Friends around the fire pit
Ever since Brandon's folks gave him a fire pit for Christmas, he's been looking for a chance to use it. We had some friends over, along with their kiddos, and had such a good time. The grownups got to sit around the fire, sing and tell stories. Basically just trying to be kids again ourselves, while the actual kids entertained themselves.
Us
Triple-selfie alert. Just because.
Golf
Second trip to the driving range this summer. Brandon has really been working with the boys, and if they slow down and really focus, many times they hit great shots. Trey has especially improved. Aden's attention span is sometimes not cooperative with such a quiet, slow-paced game. He'll get there. Maybe.
Imagination and brotherhood
They play together, y'all. And somewhere along the way we got to a point where they are actually cooperating and enjoying each other while playing together. They still fight, of course, but not nearly as much as before.
Why? They need each other. Here in the boonies there are no neighborhood cul-de-sacs or community parks.
There are brothers. Brothers joking with each other, chasing each other, playing board games and toys, singing and dancing together, using their very vivid and wild imaginations to come up with utterly original fun. It's beautiful.
And just in case you needed even more evidence of the priceless goofiness of my boys, here are some videos they took of themselves, just being them. Crazy, amazing them.
Happy summer.
Which brings me here, sharing with you our adventures in sweat, goofiness, and togetherness-joy. So I can clean off my phone. And remember forever this crazy summer.
Aden's baseball team
Well, it's actually wiffle ball. With a tee. But around Aden, you'd better call it baseball.
As there was only one preschool team in the league, the coaches decided the kids should play against their moms. Who had to bat opposite-handed, one-handed. Yeah, we girls lost bad. Had fun though, especially toward the end of the game when the kiddos started talking trash. Hilarious.
Science day
Giga hosted a science experiment day with Trey, to his great delight. Penny cleaning and carnation coloring and egg shell dissolving, oh my! This was the only experiment caught on camera, but a great one. Aden the Destructor was astounded.
More baseball
Poppop, local celebrity that he is, scored luxury box tickets to a Salem Red Sox game. Of course his best buds had to tag along. A perfect night for a game, beautiful setting, and some rather excited boys. All three of them!
Guilt-trip birthday party
Trey's friend Spencer turned 8 just a week before Trey did, and we were invited to the party. Except it wasn't a party. It was a multiple-hundreds-of-dollars blowout bash with fifty people, an expansive food table with fancy-shaped fruit, huge bouncy castles, go-karts, dirt buggies, and laser tag. The boys had a sweat-laden blast and scream-cried after three hours when we had to head home.
And when the tears died down, each declared they wanted that kind of party next summer for their birthdays.
I'm speechless. And already overwhelmed. And a little guilty.
Maybe they'll forget about it.
But they won't.
Garden...oh, garden
Every three or four days we are bringing inside 15 cucumbers, 4 large tomatoes, 100 grape tomatoes, and 5 gallons of green beans. On average. And that's now that the corn has spent itself, 240 ears later. Our buckets runneth over. Praise the Lord.
Friends around the fire pit
Ever since Brandon's folks gave him a fire pit for Christmas, he's been looking for a chance to use it. We had some friends over, along with their kiddos, and had such a good time. The grownups got to sit around the fire, sing and tell stories. Basically just trying to be kids again ourselves, while the actual kids entertained themselves.
Us
Triple-selfie alert. Just because.
Golf
Second trip to the driving range this summer. Brandon has really been working with the boys, and if they slow down and really focus, many times they hit great shots. Trey has especially improved. Aden's attention span is sometimes not cooperative with such a quiet, slow-paced game. He'll get there. Maybe.
Imagination and brotherhood
They play together, y'all. And somewhere along the way we got to a point where they are actually cooperating and enjoying each other while playing together. They still fight, of course, but not nearly as much as before.
Why? They need each other. Here in the boonies there are no neighborhood cul-de-sacs or community parks.
There are brothers. Brothers joking with each other, chasing each other, playing board games and toys, singing and dancing together, using their very vivid and wild imaginations to come up with utterly original fun. It's beautiful.
And just in case you needed even more evidence of the priceless goofiness of my boys, here are some videos they took of themselves, just being them. Crazy, amazing them.
Happy summer.
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