Exactly 3 Minutes

It takes an hour and a half of alone time to fill up 2 buckets full of water balloons.



Do you know how long it takes to empty that bucket?




It takes...

7 kids...

exactly 3 minutes...

to empty those 2 buckets...

Give or take...

2 minutes and 45 seconds.
The End.

The Redneck Neighbor

Darrell and I share the philosophy (although he introduced me to the idea) that every neighborhood has at least ONE red neck neighbor. You know the one who doesn't cut the grass or has a broken down vehicle parked on the curb or a dead tree in the lawn that had fallen 3 years earlier, or maybe even a "nice" collection of lawn ornaments. Go ahead and think about it, I bet you have already identified the one in your neighborhood.

When we moved into our new house we wondered who that neighbor was, but it wasn't abundantly clear at first, but by golly I think I have found them and it ain't pretty.

You see folks, I am beginning to think we are THAT neighbor, although I am quickly realizing that we might share the title with two other neighbors.

So here is what makes us (and the other 2 who shall remain nameless) the rednecks of the neighborhood:


1. We receive emails from the neighborhood HOA about kids playing in oncoming traffic and we immediately know that they are talking about us.

2. You find a neighbor eating on the power thingy box in the backyard and decide to join him.



3. Putting all the neighborhood kids in the back of a truck with two dads to go buy groceries seems like a good idea. (especially when these are the dads)




Have I convinced you yet?
No? Ok, I will continue.

4. After the trip to the grocery store it seems like a good and classy idea to pull the grill out and have a cookout in the ALLEY!

5. Cornhole in said alleyway.


6. Keeping kids up way past bedtimes just so the adults don't have to quit hanging out.
7. Putting chip bags in front of your face or was it the eating straight out of the chip bag with dirty cracked bird egg hands that was redneck? You choose.

8. Ruining perfectly adorable pictures with veggies.
9. Thinking it would be better to hold your chin up while taking a picture instead of just letting it go.

Still not convinced? Then would you be if I told you this belonged to one of us?

Just kidding.

Mmm Bacon and all things Easter

Does bacon do this to you?


...Cause I love it that much too.

We were invited to an Easter Egg Hunt unlike any I have ever been to and it was amazing.
Don't let the kids eating on the steps fool you-it was catered with linens and fancy settings. This was just round 2 for these two kiddos.

The Brunch included the Easter Bunny

An egg hunt of course

Games with prizes (Linley got a package of barrettes and could not have been happier:)

and most importantly the Resurrection Story

Wacky Tacky Tax Day

This is always my favorite party of the year. My residents and the staff are told to dress Wacky and/or Tacky.
My favorite tacky outfit was this one (you can't see the empty cigarette pack in her pocket). CLASSY!

Linley spent the night hugging and dancing with everyone. Here were two of her favorites:



She tried to dress Wacky and still be beautiful-that was important to her. YOu can see her outfit above.
She was anything but Tacky. Our bartender snapped this shot of her after the cocktail party.
I know I am biased, but she is beautiful (and wacky, and on occasion tacky:)

Florida

Too much content to be funny so I will show our week in pictures. For the record, this was one of the most relaxing vacations (with kids) that I have ever been on. I didn't cook or clean for an entire week!

Before we traveled to the Rat Tail capital of the world (only kidding-I only saw one) We stopped in Atlanta for an awesome birthday party at a train museum and to say Goodbye to my Paris bound Brother and his family.


Then we headed south to Florida.
We started at the Track riding go carts and bumber boats:







Followed by LOTS of beach time. The favorite activity of the week was digging in the sand.
The goal of digging was to see who could come home with the most sand in their bathing suit bottoms.


Linley usually won!

Gee-He is waving to you. Say hi!

Our little John Deere boy drove the tractor by himself this year.


The worst thing the kids made me do on the trip was convincing me to sleep out in the RV one night. This by itself would not have been terrible if I hadn't been sharing a bed with a 3 year old and waking up to every sound in the woods all night long. The kids (Darrell slept inside) had a great time.

NEVER buy ice cream at this place in Seaside. You see this ice cream cone?
Seven dollars!
It was delicious.







Linley did not appreciate the sea kayak so we were dropped off early.



On our way out we had to get a picture on the chickens.
Thanks Grandma and Grandpa-send me a picture of you guys with the kids because I don't have one and that is just plain wrong. See you next year!

Cultured

Did you know that these still existed?

Yeah, me neither, but a split rat tail is definitely an accomplishment. More from Spring Break after I dig out of the paper on my desk.

Dr. Seuss Week

Jackson had to dress up as his favorite book character last week and guess who he chose?

Don't know?

Ichabod Crane is who my young man chose to dress up as and just like you, no one in his class figured out who he was. And after he told them he was Ichabod Crane, they still didn't know-the shame!

Luckily, Grams had to dress him that day, since he was pretty upset about not having a coat with tails and I didn't have the fight in me to tell him that the costume did not have to be exact. Grams, I am not sure how you did it, but thanks:)