That decking hole

Apparently I don't have a photo of the actual hole, but out of the frame to Dada's right there was a soft spot caused by water and ice collecting under a large ceramic pot. I stepped onto said soft spot and turned it into a hole. No, I wasn't hurt, but we had a gaping crater in the deck.

Dada and Hope Depot and a long weekend to the rescue!

He and Thing Two did a nice job, and Thing Three also helped with some replacement slats along the side down to the yard. There's more to be done, but isn't there always?

 

Keep your butts to yourself

Someone, who shall remain nameless, deliberately mooned me first thing this morning. Then, as he's always thinking about things, he inquired, "why did God give us buttcheeks? Why couldn't there be just a hole?"

While slapping his PBJ wrap together I answered, "He probably figured you could use something soft to sit on."

Mulling this over, which I can hear because he left the bathroom door open, he murmurs to himself, "huh. They ARE kinda soft."

This discussion is followed by him turning in circles, chin down over his shoulder, as he tries to inspect his own rear end. 

May your day be productive and not running in circles!

Wet your whistle

 

Hello, Atlantic Ocean. It's been awhile. We missed you! Thanks for providing so much wet, sandy fun, new friends, and plenty of summertime photo ops!

 

How I wish I was there right now as the dishwasher is chugging away and the boys are bickering in the basement. *sigh*

 

Anyway, here are Care Bear and her Hinrew doin' their thing:

 

She eventually abandoned him and was doing her own thing, which is jumping waves. We liked this one because it looks like she's kneeling on a wave. To a kid who is obsessed with all things Percy Jackson and Poseidon, that's pretty cool.

 

There were tons of adorable crabs popping in and out of the sand. I had a great time just sitting in the sun and admiring the puffs of sand and how they scuttle. Dada got pretty crispy early on in the trip, unfortunately, so he tried to stay out of the rays as much as he could. He did have a good time in the water later on in the week, and I'll get to those pictures later.

 

These are especially for Aunt Sherri, who requested them specially. Which do you like better- fronts or backs?

 

And then, where else would Liam be but in a sandy hole? He found them or made them on every single beach we visited. Carrie dug a lot, and he snuck in, just like a crab!