Monday, April 12, 2010

Sibling Rivalry

We had a little bug ripping through the family. Ryan was very sick all night and a couple days later Katie started up with the vomiting. After several trips to the bathroom, I warned her that after Ryan had thrown up all day he then had a pretty bad bout of diarrea and she should be on the lookout for that to start up. Just in case. Well, Claire popped in from around the corner saying, "I want diarrea too!" Not a clue what diarrea is, but if her brother and sister are getting it, she better not be left out!




Sunday, April 11, 2010

Waffle Glasses

When Ryan was one, he bent the frames of Tim's glasses, and they have sat crookedly on his face ever since. Very cute. At one point duct tape has held the frame intact. Most recently a piece of scotch tape held a lens in place.

Maybe Tim should have gotten a new pair of glasses in the last 7 years... but he hates to wear glasses! He only wears them on the rare occasion that he would lose a contact and not have a spare.

Last summer on our family cruise Katie asked him why he brought his waffle glasses on vacation... was he planning on making some waffles? It was then that I realized the only time she had ever seen Tim wearing glasses was on Saturday mornings when he made waffles for breakfast.





We bid a sad farewell to Tim's waffle glasses.
The did not survive the camping trip.







Saturday, April 10, 2010

Camping

THIS... is why we should never go camping EVER AGAIN!!!
This is clothing and gear for a one night camping experience. Not including the tent, cooler, and 2 huge sleeping bags. What in the world were we thinking? It was August hot during the day and down to the 40s at night so we had to bring winter and summer stuff. It's still not all completely unpacked. And notice the potty seat... was I really expecting to work on potty training at the campsite? Really?
Beside our tent was a huge bristly bush. Wrestling around between the branches was either a serial killer, or it may have been a bunny. Either way, it totally freaked me out. Between that and the 50 million little cactuses the kids kept stepping on, we were not very comfortable in our surroundings. We did manage to grill a delicious meal, and I'd packed some random leftover paper plates to use up on the trip. As I served Claire her dinner she announced, "Happy St. Patrick's Day!!" when she saw her green shamrock plate. We roasted an entire bag of marshmallows and made countless s'mores. The optimum roasting time for Claire's marshmallows is approximately 4 seconds. She out-ate all of us.
Shhhh. Don't tell her she's not actually blowing up the tent. She wanted to be soooo helpful!



We had a fun time. Kind of. The problem was that we went to the same campsite last year for a night and had such a great time we thought we could replicate the same experience. We should have known that wouldn't work out very well. We found a different campground that we're going to try next year. Yes, we're such gluttons for punishment it's not even funny.