Fun times before winter sets

We went boating back on Labor Day and I'm just now remembering to post about it. This is how not to start out on an inner tube.....



.......Because this is what will happen.



Jon had a good time showing off, though he was an unpleasant partner to ride with at times. He thought it funny to put his foot in the water as we were moving to send spray shooting in my face. It happened a lot.

We kept asking the boys if they'd like to try the inner tube, but they were terrified to get on it. It probably didn't help that they had witnessed the rest of us grownups falling off and floating in the lake. We promised the boys we would go really slow, or we wouldn't even move, they could just sit on the boat. Nope. We tried all sorts of bribes, and daddy finally sealed the deal with the promise of a new hot wheels car from the store. They reluctantly got on with us, and we just sat on the tube for awhile, making them feel comfortable. Then, it finally happened--they very worriedly agreed to let the boat pull us slowly. The boat starting moving forward, and then a freakish thing happened. The front part of the tube started going under. I've never heard my boys scream so terrified in my life. It was one of those slow motion moments where Jon and I each grabbed a child and tried to hold them up in the air we plunged into the water. Those boys were so upset as we floated in the cold lake. We tried to laugh about it with them, which loosened them up a little, but I doubt we'll get them into another inner tube for several years.


This was obviously taken BEFORE the boat tried to pull us.



Overall, it was a blast for everyone. The boys really enjoyed being on a boat, and it did my heart some good too see pure enjoyment on Jon's face. He's so busy at school that outings like this are rare, so I'm just thrilled that I got to see that special huge grin on his face for that few hours out on the lake.

Thos who wanted me to post house pics... here you go

Here's our new home. We love it. It's cool. What else can I say?

The kid's playroom. Is that blanket an awesome rug or what? I can't afford a rug, so the blanket will have to do for now. I still can't believe my kids drag toys upstairs even though they have tons of floor space downstairs. It must be that the toy room is not cozy or something. Kids are so hard to please.... and yet so easy at the same time.

The basement is the strange part of the house. I think I could host a perfect Halloween dance or something here, otherwise, what is up with the dark brown and orange walls? Not my favorite, but I'm getting used to it.






Here's a picture of my lazy children in the living room. Logan doesn't believe in using a couch for its original intended purpose. Chase didn't either at that age.

That's all for now. Bye