Goodnight

 

Beach Camping Part 3

**Ok, so these all posted backwards. Sorry! You can scroll down and start with part 1 if the order really matters :)

In the morning we got up early and Jon cooked us bacon and french toast. Yum!!

 

Our happy camper on his first camping trip!

 

And the happy dog camper. Doesn't he look like he's smiling?

 

Time to go home....Jon and co-pilot Ranger at the wheel!

 

Beach Camping Part 2

So what would a campout be without woofums? Well, we had all the ingredients, just not the right materials. We forgot the can opener, so my resourceful husband decided to massacre the can of cherries with the hatchet.

 

Hey, they still turned out good!! Even though they were more woofum tostadas because we also couldn't find the cooking sticks for them.

 

My two favorite people in the whole world!

 

Here is buddy Ranger....not to happy that he couldn't run free all over camp :(

 

Beach Camping Part 1

Ok, I'm a little blog illiterate tonight. I tried to add pics on to the camping post, and now I am redoing the entire thing. Here we go again! But this time with more pictures of our little adventure!

Brady and Ranger playing in the sand.

 

Jon and Ranger playing Ranger's favorite game: throw the dummy in the water!

 

Cheryl and Brady taking a walk on the beach

 

The sunset from our campground. Beautiful!

 

Toys!

Brady loves his toy buckets from Grandma. And I love it because it keeps everything organized! When Emily comes over to play, Brady will stand up and empty out the buckets, throwing the toys down to Emily. It's cute.

On a side note, to everyone that heard me complain about our green carpet, as you can see it really isn't that bad. Just painting the walls made a world of difference!

Moving days

I was busy trying to get everything packed up before we moved, and Mr. Busy here was moving all over the place. So I put him in this container with a football and he seriously sat in there for 20 minutes while I packed stuff up around him. I guess Jon knew what he was doing when he wanted to name him after football players!

Laundry

Oh what a weekend! So let me vent a bit if I may. Ok, so we are all moved in at our new place. One of the great things about this place is the washer/dryer hookups and not having to haul the laundry to a laundrymat with a 9 month old. The lady moving out of our unit offered to sell her old ones to us for super cheap, but then our landlady said she had some we could use for free from another property. Free sounds good right? Well, this weekend we come to find out that is certainly NOT the case!

So I start the first load, only to find that there is a slow leak of water coming out the bottom. Then, that thing in the middle of the washer that twists the clothes all around does not do it's job. So the clothes just sit in a big bowl of soapy water and move around a little bit. Oh wait, it gets better. During this time I am looking at the dryer, and realize it is electric.....and we have gas hookups. So this thing is no good. Still trying to stay positive, I think to myself that back in the olden days there were no dryers and people used clothes lines. Actually when I was a kid we used a clothes line, and I'm not that old! However, I have no clothes line. In fact, the only thing separating my back door from my neighbors back door is about 6 feet and a chain link fence. Umm, not hanging my underwear out there for the neighborhood to look at!

So I go to Target (I'll save my frustrations about the 2-story Target that I can't find anything in because it's bigger than a small country for a later time) where I purchase two of those drying rack things. Well, those filled up really quick and there was still another load to do (or may I say, "soak in soapy water"). So by Sunday morning I had clothes hanging from every doorway and hangable place in the house and the entire place smelled like Tide. So as I look around, I realize two things. 1) I am never going to save up 2 weeks worth of laundry again. 2) All of these clothes are wrinkled now and need to be ironed. Ok, lets get real. I have used an iron maybe one time in the past year, and it was probably to iron the one shirt of Jon's that is not wrinkle free. (I've been rolling in the Old Navy basic tees b/c they are easiest to feed the baby in). So, if you see us walking around in wrinkled clothing this week, you'll know why!