The kids and I have fun here at home, and we see Richard more often than we ever did in Jackson. As you'll see in the montage, most of our mornings are slow with the kids running around in their diapers. I' ve been hoping to potty train Ethan, and my kind sister-in-law gave us some 'big boy pants' but the closest he's come to wearing them is running around with them on his head. Boys...
Along with the crazy weather, they had some strong winds that knocked over a huge tree onto the roof of a house down our street. We went for a walk and took pictures. I'm not sure if anyone was living there or not. Luckily it hasn't really rained much.
We were able to enjoy some of the warm weather, though, by going to the park, as well as building monkey houses and playing in the water right here in our own back yard -slash- jungle (they haven't mowed in ages, and the tree has cool hangy-down vines all over). Richard and I also worked hard this Saturday to build an actual sandbox for the kids. They love how roomy it is, and I love the fact that it is across the yard and so when they cross the grass most of the sand gets brushed off, instead of migrating straight into my kitchen. The fabric on the lid (and on the bottom for that matter) was some heavy duty stuff I found at the D.I. for 3 bucks. Pretty hideous eh? And to think they were curtains! I'm sure you'll see more of this sandbox in the future. We made it so that will disassemble and move with us since we move so often. We'll just have to keep getting sand whenever we visit Rexburg. (We get it from the sand dunes. Is that legal? Don't answer that, we don't really want to know.)
Oh yeah, a funny thing Ethan did today -- We were in church and I realized how unruly Ethan's hair was, so I grabbed a little baby brush that happened to be in our sunday bag and began to brush his hair. He shied away and covered his head saying, "No mommy, I want to be a boy!"
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Love it! Autumn and Hunter want to come to your house...Looks like you guys just have fun all the time.
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