Every day my kids will say something to me that makes me automatically think, If I had heard that and not known the context I would have been very confused. Well, this phrase is from Joey (and it was weird even in context.)... "If we have to do deep stretches in heaven then I do NOT want to go there."
Last night Luke and Isabel were wrestling in the grass like puppies and Luke split open his knee and had to get 4 stitches. He gets injured too many times for being such a safety nerd. Today Isabel had her ukulele lesson and afterward we went to a birthday party. Dora fell off of her rope so they tied the rope around her neck to make pinatas even more gruesome! It was great! Vamanos!
The highlight of our day was going to the City of Blue Diamond, "Population low, Elevation high" whatever that means. There are about 360 people living there. We went there to use their library and post office. It was the smallest post office I have ever seen and I was their only customer. The library was the size of our livingroom and kitchen put together and it was fabulous to know that there was no where for Sylvia to run off to. I stuck Hazel on a blanket on the floor and read Sylvia a book while Luke and Isabel looked around and read their own books. I found out from a local that the city puts on a great Fourth of July parade and party in the park. I love small town Fourth of July celebrations. We just might have to drive over to Blue Diamond and pretend to be a local on July 4th!
Luke and his cub scout egg drop container thingy
I can remember going to one of these cub scout egg drop things for my brothers. Yesterday was the last day of cub scout camp and the boys' families were invited to come and watch the egg drop. The boys had to put together some kind of container that would be able to hold and protect a raw egg from breaking when thrown off of a crane. I don't think that last sentence was grammatically correct, but basically we watched some guy chuck boxes with eggs in them off of a crane. I was very proud of Luke and myself. Luke, for inventing and doing it all by himself, and me for letting him. He wanted to wrap his egg up tightly so I suggested gauze. He then used pillow stuffing in an "I Can't Believe it's Not Butter" container and nestled the egg inside. He also attached (alright I mostly did the work on that) a plastic bag parachute. I thought for sure his egg would still break, so I had him decorate it (notice the Dark Gladiator logo) because my motto is "If you know you are going down, go down with style." (original quote by Sabrina, copyright 2009...kidding.)
His egg did survive! It was so sad because after they unwrapped his egg they threw it out (I don't blame them.) But when Luke informed me of this, he was on the verge of tears. Then driving home he sighed, "I miss my egg." I guess when you work so hard to protect something, it's pretty devastating to see someone throw it out like that. He is a little bit of a sentimental pack rat, seriously, what was he going to do with the egg if he kept it?! Here is something oh so useful that Luke learned from the other boys at scout camp...
(the bare feet is Sylvia trying to get in the picture and at least that is CLEAN laundry on my couch.)
Sylvia loves "Fairly Happy's" Zack. Today he was over and Sylvia was constantly chasing him and harassing him. She tells him that she loves him and that he is her boyfriend. Oh and also that she will marry him after she marries "Baby Bryton." (FYI: "baby" Bryton is older than she is.) I don't blame Sylvia, Zack is a cutie.
