

On our way home from Oregon, the boys planned the ultimate WATER BATTLE. Originally, it was going to be preschoolers vs. 2nd graders. Somehow we thought that might be a little lopsided. My eldest spent the two hour car ride from Portland planning this whole thing out, mostly focusing on the weaponry (catapulting water balloons, etc.). I thought, "well, this whole thing will blow over by the time we get settled at home. No way will he even remember these plans . . . " Hem, well. When we got "settled at home," he settled into his planning--he made an invitation list, a supply list, and handed his dad the calendar.
This was casual, no RSVP, show up if you want to, peeps from every part of our world . . . more than 15 kids showed up despite the cold weather and clouds--w/swim suits, water bazookas, and picnic stuff.
End result? Exhausted, drenched, blissed out kids, and some sense of closure for parents for the summer. This is certainly going to be "first annual."






CREEPY . . .




-how did we get so lucky? Bug and Aubrey lived there. For hours they crossed the roaring river (rain water collected in trench), chased the fairies (squirrels), fought the bad guys (numerous and all imaginary), fueled on Hansen's soda and fish crackers . . .




