Ammon's Star Future

Ammon: Mom, I think I know what I'm going to be when I grow up.

Me: Really? What?

Ammon: A comic writer. Have you ever heard of star wars?

Me: Umm.. yes.

Ammon: That's what I want to call my comic.

Me: Okay, but you know what Star Wars is, don't you? Is that what you're writing about?

Ammon: Oh ya... I forgot about that Star Wars.

Me: Maybe you'd better come up with a different name for your comic.

Ammon: Okay, but it's going to hard to think of another name, because it's about star people who go to war.

Mop cut

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Trying to mousse it so it would stay down for Church

Just a bit more of BJ in August

This floatie that I thought would be a great hit in the pool turned out to be much more fun as an airplane. And he thought that he had to be naked to use it this way. So cute though! Until he peed in it. And then climbed into the van and pooped while I was cleaning up the pee. Yea me. Russ is so good about getting kids involved in cooking and stuff. I have very little patience with my kids in the kitchen. Okay, mostly all the time, but especially in the kitchen. Anyway, BJ was determined to help pit the apricots. They were pretty soft, so we gave him a non-sharp blade and let him have at those apricots. He did a pretty good job!

Still catching up on August!

We went on a 2 night camping trip in August-- one last hurrah before the grind of seminary and school. I didn't snap a lot of pictures except on our hike, but it was beautiful at Lake Sylvia and a great place for camping with the kiddos. We didn't do a whole lot other than a short hike, playing, fishing, and hanging around the campsite. The second night it rained ALL NIGHT LONG so instead of another hike in the morning like we'd planned, we threw all our soaking wet stuff in the car and headed home. Overall a good trip, although I really hope that next time we can get BJ to sleep in the kids tent and not smashed between Russ and I.

BJ did end up being carried for most of the hike. Then there was one spot that he wanted to stop and play (there were some little side trails with places for the kids to hide and such,) but when we were done and hiking on, he was not. We thought if we just left him he would eventually follow, but no, not my stubborn little one. We walked until he couldn't see us and still he stood there screaming. And screaming. And screaming. Russ finally went back and carried him, kicking and screaming. When that boy wants something, it is impossible to distract him from it!