Mt. Nebo

We met our friends the Clarks at a state park in Arkansas for all kinds of fun. (Unless you happen to be pregnant and allergic to the, um, whole cabin.)

If that's the case, then you'll probably have to go back down the mountain to the nearest Wal-Mart to purchase an air mattress. The air mattress will take up the whole tent, which means that your family members can no longer sleep in there. So, they'll have to move either inside the cabin with the dust mites and cave crickets or into your neighbor's tent, which clearly demonstrates the differences in lifestyles of architects with 4 kids vs. teachers with 1.5.

The kids had a BLAST:

We bought slingshots during the same visit to Wal-Mart wherein I purchased the air mattress and John was thrilled to drink nothing but Capri Suns the whole time. We roasted marshmallows, made s'mores, hiked, swam, and stomped cave crickets. Overall, I think even I would've enjoyed it thoroughly had the cabin not been so dusty and had I not been so pregnant. Everyone else, clearly, had a ball, and we hope to make an every-other-year tradition.

For all the photos, click here.

I'm so lazy.

Here's our last two weeks:


Tennis camp! He got a new Sponge Bob racquet just for the occasion. Is that the correct spelling of "racquet" ... racket?



After a five-mile float down the Duck River (no shots of the actual water):

Not in good shape.


Here he is with his jet plane/light "saver."


One night I typed in "princess videos" on Youtube (because Annie was sad about something), and then I discovered that after each one finishes playing, Youtube gives other options, and the kids knew how to just keep clicking on the next most relevant hit. In the end, this turned out badly, but at at the time of this picture, it was all still clean and didn't involve a drag queen applying mascara.

And finally, I'll leave you with a video of Annie and John jumping on "the crouton," which I'm trying to sell on Craigslist. It ends on a sort of stinky note, so I'll go ahead and warn you:

It's another ...

BABY!

I'm 20 weeks and today was the big ultrasound. All looks fine and the between-the-legs pic is in my purse in a sealed envelope awaiting my patience to run out.

In other news ...

The Paces came and went. Here's the one picture I took. It doesn't indicate how much I ate and slept while they were here. I think I get the award for Worst Hostess: We ate out for all except one meal.

So, THANKS y'all for taking care of us as always.

And congratulations to us for making such a creepy-looking 4D baby!

OUS,
k