The boys have been having a blast. Friday night soccer game, Saturday night baseball & fireworks, Sunday bike riding and cookie baking, and today they’re tubing down the Elk River after breakfasting at the Waffle House (where a prize Firefighter Jet was left near the condiment rack).
Yes, it fills a dinner plate.
Note the facial expression which denotes the possibility of having eaten too much.
Gone.
Also, John learned how to use the weedwhacker. The real one. No, I was not there. Yes, he nearly eradicated my pepper plants. While Brian cheered him on.
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Oh well, who really needs nine pepper plants?
Meanwhile … back in the dungeon (formerly known as our bedroom/bathroom) …
I am writhing on the bed. I have somehow contracted the second horrendous virus of my 18-week pregnancy. The first one seemed like a toned-down version of the Swine Flu. This most recent one has been more like CHOLERA. So, while the boys were enjoying themselves immensely at various venues, I have been running back and forth from the bed to the bathroom.
But, it could be worse. Right? Right.
Happy Monday.
1 comment:
Oh, Kim..bless your heart! I was hoping you've been relaxing while the boys have been playing then read about the sickness. I hope you are better very soon!
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