Ramping Up For Summer
Cheesy, I know.
The boys found a big pile of mulch behind their school. It turned into a bike ramp for the bigger two, and just a hill to ride up for the Half-Pint.
At some point Brother KP could even stand upright on the mound without gravity taking over! Half-Pint managed to bury his front wheel and face-plant into the mulch. LP crashed out of camera range on the back side of the mulch pile - so a good time was had by all!
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| Gravity getting the best of Brother KP |
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| A pensive moment contemplating Newton's Law |
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| LP getting up over the pile |
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| Racing towards the jump.... |
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| .... stuffing the front wheel - and his face - into the pile... |
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| ... and loving it all! |
A Horrible Day At The Beach
I don't really care for beach days. I find I need something to do other than stare out at the water. Lots of other people love hanging out at the beach so I bravely faced the elements, as well as some questionably attired patrons along the shore, I didn't take any pictures of those people - to protect the innocent and young readers of this blog... both of them.
The weather was great. The water was warm. The company was pretty good, too.
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| The staircase down to the beach |
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| The boys attacking a sand castle |
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| Bigger boys jousting in kayaks |
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| Getting artsy with filters |
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| The gang playing in the lake |
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| E-Bomb going all out to catch the frisbee! |
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| Sorry, getting artsy again with the beach grasses |
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Late in the afternoon we had the beach to ourselves. I bet we
would in February, as well. |
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| Hatchet Jack performing seagull patrols |
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| A couple of gulls narrowly avoiding a mid-air collision |
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| Best way to keep this one out of trouble is to bury him in the sand! |
Other Stuff That Happened...
The window-lickers went to day camp at the church. They scrambled their way up the top of the climbing wall. Half-Pint's comment; "It's not as high as the rope at home so it was easy."
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| Half-Pint raced his uncle up the wall! |
Brother KP got a sunburn on his back. I went to check on him be heading to bed myself and found this: wearing track pants, sleeping half-standing. half-flopped on his bed with a little pillow tucked under his shirt to keep it from touching his back.
Canada Day fireworks! My dad and I got crafty and glued a bunch of these piddly little sparklers to a board so we could light a bunch at a time. Flip the board, light a bunch more. It was a SPEC-TAC-U-LAR display! Nah, wasn't that great - but still fun.
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| Oh yeah, the big show! |
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Not every picture I have of E-Bomb are of him about to land
in water. |
Someone got older, and seems to have mellowed out a little bit. Perhaps she's a nice person after all.
Probably not.
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| Remember that time she stole my chair... |
Oh, one more thing....
We caught some fish, too!
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Hey - this one is bigger than the lure she used!
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