Block Island

For my Aunt's mid-July birthday, my Uncle setup an excursion to Block Island. It was a surprise for my Aunt that the rest of us were going to be there. The weather leading up to the weekend was less than ideal, but when the day came, it couldn't have been better!

I don't know how this came to be, but the fact that it was caught on film is outstanding.

Morgan is filling a bucket with sand, Maeve is burying my feet as much as possible to ensure that I am a sturdy base. Do you know the scene in Teen Wolf where he surfs on top of the van? That's what happened next - Maeve was Teen Wolf, I was the van.

After a long day at the beach, ice cream really hits the spot!

It's an hour ferry ride to and from the island.

After a long day in the sun, Morgan was out in no time.

He woke up crying for a moment, then he was just in a daze. He took a little sunburn to the face and his lip actually blistered, but it didn't bother him at all.

A Real Cut Up Job

One day Morgan wanted to watch a movie...I not sure where we were at the time, all I remember is it that he kept saying something about not being able to get the movie open.

Then he brought me the paper cover from the DVD case. So I went to the living room to find the following: DVD cover (left)

Plastic casing that used to hold the paper on the case (center)

DVD case (bottom)

Giraffe scissors from the art supplies bin (right)

A shot with the victim and it's attacker.

Love you Morgan!

4th of July Beach Day

There is this nice beach on a pond near us...what's it called you ask?

Beach Pond - creativity is all around us.

I was not familiar with 'rash guards' prior to our trip to the Outer Banks last year, but I love the concept of covering up in lieu of applying suntan lotion. So if you go back in the blog and see me running on the beach of the Outer Banks without a shirt, remember that I also got burned that day and have wised up considerably since then.

Bring it on waves, I will smack you!

Some sandcastle constructing

No dogs at the beach...do you know how strictly that's enforced at a small beach on a pond??

More building

Lunch break for some sandy sandwiches

The dogs got some water time. John carried each of them out separately and set them down. Then they just paddled right in. Clementine is jealous here b/c it's Nacho's turn.

Monster Truck Rally!

Do you know how to celebrate our nation's independance? MONSTER TRUCKS!!

So snuggle in and take notice how it's done!

Not so fast.

Ready for action!

Get vertical and stomp!

Airborne!

Taking a sideways spin, but he holds on

Race!








(Sad trumpets) Killer Bee's left front tire needed some duct tape.

Seriously, stand up and take notice

Smiles and intense focus

Up here, T-shirt launcher...up here!!

The Lizard

At the begining of July, John and Sara were staying with us for a few days before they began making their way west to California.

They have a chameleon, which was quite a novelty for us.

(Sara lower left, chameleon center, Morgan peaking thru on the lower right)

Mom and Morgan checking out the chameleon during feeding time.

Though it's pretty difficult to see, the chameleon is making it's move on a worm.

Yeah! What's up now?!?!

Water Party

At the end of June, we were invited over to the neighbor's for a birthday party. Apparently everyone was supposed to bring their own water gun, because there were an awful lot there, so we just hijacked some and got down to business!

This one had a backpack full of water and required a man on pump duty.

The coolest thing is how they take a huge tarp and stake in on the hill, then run sprinklers on it for some slide action! We got Morgan on a tube and...

...there he goes!




Later on we had a standoff, Morgan's gun was a battery operated automatic, while I had a pumper gun, so I lost the duel.

After the water party was over, we went home and had to eat, because Morgan was too busy playing to eat at the party.

And he was pretty zonked after all that fun!

At the End of the Rainbow

September was a poor month for blog releases, but I'm queuing (yes that's how you spell it!) some up, so there's no reason why October shouldn't be a harvest of summer stories!