It wouldn't be Labor Day weekend around here if it wasn't pouring down rain. Nothing like a very clear reminder that summer is over. Steve and I loaded the boys in the car at 8am on Saturday and hauled them off to the Bouncy Place. It's a giant warehouse full of inflatable houses, slides, ladders...the perfect destination for little boys on a rainy day.
He stopped bouncing long enough to let me take his picture. Occasionally he still takes orders from me.
If Andy could tell you the highlight of his summer, I think he would say it his recent discovery of cheese. Oh, the wonderful combination of processed cheese dip and a salty cracker. He is definitely my kid.
In an effort to squeeze every last drop out of our summer, the boys and I have galavanted just a little bit in recent weeks. Some friends from Luke's preschool class met at Mud Mountain Dam to play in the fountain and enjoy the gynormous playground. We didn't see mud, mountains or the dam, but managed to stay and play until we were all totally exhausted. The whole day was a comedy of errors for me: getting lost, Andy's horrible blow out diaper, not packing enough drinks, blah, blah, blah. I'm glad I didn't give up and go home because I got to visit with friends and the boys had a blast.
The water was freezing cold. I was surprised they got in repeatedly. Perhaps it was the peer pressure or maybe the blazing hot sun...We have definitely enjoyed our summer vacation. Luke is off to kindergarten in just a couple of days. I can't believe it. I'm excited for him but a little sad that it's already time for him to dive into the great big world of going to school every day.
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