our moving hell, to take a little down time with the fam. Jeff got off the entire weekend (which never happens) and we enjoyed ourselves. Quietly. At home. 'Cept for a couple fun little trips around town (visit to Lowe's to pick out stuff, and a little eating out for breakfast, yum.)
And would it be a Tremayne weekend without backyard shenanigans? I think NOT.
Jamison's project for the day: his picnic.
Not so sure what was so funny-
but he was in stitches.
I've got to police the boys from chatting with the neighbors too much. Don't have a clue what they're telling them over there.
But I mentioned shenanigans. Specifically, water shenanigans.
Ain't that a cute little pool?
Much excitement over the new water guns. And mommy made up new rules.
1. Only boys can get sprayed, but not girls.
2. If you have short hair, you can get sprayed. But not if your hair is long.
3. Only not pregnant people can be sprayed.
4. If your name begins with "J" you can get sprayed, but if it begins with "M" you're exempt.
None of these worked for me.
And of course the classic water balloon fight.
And it's all fun and games, until someone gets hurt.
NICE SHOT, DAD. Yeesh.
JACE!! WHAT THE. . .
Geez thanks for cementing our redneck status.
-tag in the rain
-2 older boys getting stung by bees