They're taking over

Ways that my children show they are taking control of the family.

When I tell Alex why he needs to eat some fruit at lunchtime, he comes back with, "Woman! This is how it goes..."   

Matt was being utilized as a jungle gym by the kids. He said, "Okay, maybe it's time for bed--you guys are getting a little crazy." Bekah taunts, "You can't stop us."

Keturah will sit on your face if you are laying down.

Michael spits up EVERY time within 2 minutes of getting a bath. He's just showing us that he enjoys smelling rancid and likes the pukey moisture surrounding his neck.

Winner, Winner, Chicken Dinner

Our main course according to Bekah:

"So first we steal the babies and eat them, and then we kill the moms and dads so they won't miss them?"

Um, yeah, that pretty much sums it up.

Then she asks between bites, "Is this a mom and dad chicken or a baby chicken?"

Alex answers, "Probably a mom or dad chicken because the babies don't have very big muscles to eat."

I just take them for a tour of a slaughter house just to save me some time.

My favorite book

I am not a great reader, but I recognize a superbly written piece when I see one. My niece sent me this little treasure a while back, and it never fails to bring a smile to my face. You might have to strain your eyes, but it is worth the ocular exercise.

Ambiguous and enlightening. I've never read Twilight or Harry Potter-- and I have no need to seek more literary entertainment because I am the owner of the only copy of this masterpiece. Let it be known that this is not sarcasm--I really do think this is my favorite book. Thanks Elizabeth.

Lately

Weekend Getaway

If you haven't noticed, we like to hang out with the Crellin family. Jenny and I are secretly trying to plot out our families' future together when our husbands are doctors. In the meantime, we have to be happy with at least living in the same state.
We could probably be stuck in traffic in Nevada with only eggplant to eat with these guys and still manage to have a good time. Luckily, we were in Michigan, sans t. and e., and a sunny holiday was waiting for us. First stop: the beach.

Keturah was happy to find all the delicious crackers buried in the sand.

As usual, Alex is in the sand and Bekah is in the water.

                   At the parade.
Jenny's dancing generated confusion rather than smiles. I guess true talent is lost on the untrained eye.

If you are like me and you're wondering why we have a picture of a giant shampoo bottle, ask Matt.


After the parade, a yummy lunch, and some napping, we went over to see some fireworks.


I know Jenny will appreciate this picture.


Some kids having their way with the watermelon.


And just killing time.

Watching the fireworks

We also managed to squeeze in a stint up in Traverse City at the Cherry Festival. We had a lot of walking to do, so we converted our double stroller into a quadruple stroller.


The kids did some crafts, we ate cherry stuff, and we tried to keep from "melting into the sidewalk" (Alex's words).


And finally, we caught the end of the air show, which was pretty impressive. I don't know why I bother with a picture, because it looks pretty lame here, so just know that it was cool.