Back At Home

 

We trailed Patric by 24 hours while we were making our way through the amusement park, so he did some laundry.

He did have a new knob ordered by the time we returned.

First Sleepover

The plan: Get a sitter for the kids.

Have all of the adults run to another house where it is quiet.

Go back to pick them up later, and have our wonderful neighbor say we should just let them be.

Bonus.

Total kids knocked out in one room--six ages 4-6.

Perry, Thrust, Or Well, Whatever

 No Candy or treats, please,

They went straight for the weapons at the Renaissance Festival.

 And so as we waited for the joust, we became the pre-show.

 Amazing that he wonders why he would be ganged up on when he announces he will take them all on.

 And a good gentlemanly battle.

And it was the best show there.

You Can Please Some of the People

Veggie Tales Live!

The girls had a blast, sang, danced, made friends with our neighbors.
The boys were enraptured, for about 5 minutes. Then they started to ask to go home.
New rule: take two cars to all events.

Just Fun People

At a time not long ago, the thought of having four little ones in the front yard was hard to consider, let alone with only one parent while the other got dinner going on a weeknight when evening traffic was racing home through our neighborhood.