Gracie has a new toy...she just can't resist her toes and feet. As soon as I take off her socks and pants she grabs them and starts playing. Usually she starts munching on them too. Can't say that I blame her. Just look at her! I could eat her up right now.
Eli's cousin Zalie....the happy graduate!
Aunt Sandy, Zalie, Ronnie and Uncle Paul...bunch of clowns.
Watching everyone playing horseshoes....the weather was perfect!
Little Gracie Bug hanging out in the sun.
Tyler playing horseshoes....he is getting too grown up. No clowning around on this trip. He wanted to hang with his uncles and grandpa playing with the big boys. He loves horseshoes and is pretty stinking good at it too.
This is all Zach did the whole time we were there. He kept trying to land a backflip. I took about a dozen pictures of him and they are all so silly like this. He actually landed on his feet this time, believe it or not.
Anything they can do she can do better....or at least she will try. Our little Allie has no trouble keeping up with the boys on the tramp. This was the first above ground tramp she's been on and it didn't phase her a bit. (did I mention that she may or may not have found a stray beer from a relative laying around and may or may not have chugged way to much of it before any of us realized what was going on? for the record, once she swallowed and realized how awesome it tastes, she does not like it at all and was more than happy to chug the taste away with daddy's sprite).
Three sleepy little kiddos after a long day in the car, sun and pool. So sweet. Then about a half hour later.....
Chaos even as they sleep. I love my kids.
Little Gracie was a trooper. She didn't make a sound the whole time. She just hung out in her seat and slept while we drove and loved the stroller when we got out. I still just can't get enough of her.
My three little clowns. They had such a good time, and couldn't resist climbing ALL OVER these rocks.
Fun times....I didn't even get my weirdness anxiety with the kids hanging over the rocks to look at the water fall this time. Seriously...this spot has been in too many of my nightmares, this coming from the mom that let her 8 and 6 year old set off firecracker granades by themselves the other day. Maybe I'm finally mellowing out a little. (or maybe it just isn't so scary to me because they redid the overhang...soooo much nicer).
Our little graduate. He was so proud, and so cute. He gets so shy sometimes but he was giving it his all during their program. He sang his little heart out. I've teared up at both the boys graduation. It is so much fun to watch them grow up, but so hard. I just wish I could bottle them up sometimes.
Mrs. Judy and Mrs. Dick.
Yes...this is Zach after his last game. He was so tired....I think he'd been so tired for about 4 days. I wanted him to take a shower before he went to bed. I was putting Allie in the tub and he kept whining that he didn't want to shower downstairs. He is scared of his tub a little bit. I kept telling him that he needed to because his sister was taking a bath upstairs. The whining went on for a while and I'll admit that I was half ignoring it....then I realized it had stopped and was really quiet. I couldn't hear water running so I figured he had snuck downstairs and turned on the tv....so I went to track him down and get him in the shower when I saw this on our stairs. This is where he was sitting doing the whining. Aparently he was more tired than I had realized. It takes a lot to fall asleep like this. Look at the poor kids neck! After I got Eli to come in and see how he'd fallen asleep we laughed a little....maybe a lot. Then we tried to wake him up. We shook him, moved him, clapped, you name it. The kid was out. I had to take a picture to remember. And what a boy....they just can't keep their hands out of their pants, even in their sleep.
Zach and his new best buddy Kobe. They were in the same kindergarten class and are the best of buds. All season they couldn't wait to play each other, and FINALLY on the last day their teams met up.
It was so fun to watch Zach play this year. He loves baseball and loved being a big kid on a big team. His coach was awesome too....he had a million nicknames for him. "Big Z", "Zach Attack" and a bunch that I can't think of. The only problem was his team.....the Yankees. Seriously? The kid can't catch a break. He was the Raiders for football, now the Skankees. He was so disappointed. At one of his first practices I went to pick him up and as we were leaving he noticed that his coach was wearing a brand new hat. They hadn't been told what team they were yet. He turned around to his coach and said..."are we the Yankees this year?" and his coach yelled back "Ya...isn't that awesome?" Zach kept walking to the car, turned around and threw his hands up in the air and said "My dad HATES the Yankees" and hopped in the car. He cracks me up. I convinced him that it was ok, as long as he played hard like Jeter. At first him and Ty thought I said "like a cheater" hahahahaha....even funnier. 
Ty played in the Minors this year and even got to pitch...once. He loved it. His confidence wasn't as high as it's been before. I think he was pretty intimidated by some of the older kids that have been playing longer. He kept right up with them though and has a really good eye for balls and strikes. It has been so fun to watch both boys start to "hang out" more together and I have loved looking into our back yard to see them perfecting their swings, or working on their pitching and hitting to each other. They really are such good friends which means more than anything to me.
