hooked on phonics

Today as I drove the girls to gymnastics class Audrey kept asking, "Where are we going?" I had answered, "Gymnastics!" at least 10 times before adding, "And I'm not saying it again." Then I heard Lauren from the backseat, "She won't say it again, Audrey, but . . . it starts with a 'j' and it ends with an 'x'."

spokane summer 2011

Well, they've done it again. Grandma and Grandpa Humble have managed to pack a whole summer of fun into three weeks. The girls have:

Ridden the carousel

Played in the Riverfront Park spray ground

Shopped at the mall, and the Mercantile

Visited Manito Park's gardens, greenhouse and playground

Had lunch at the Park Bench

Fed the seagulls

Checked out books at the library

Picked glorious peonies from Grandma's garden

Pulled weeds to earn money for gleeful trips to the Dollar Store

Enjoyed delicious dinners on the deck

Slipped and slid down the hill

Camped out in the backyard

Watched deer and spotted wild turkeys from the windows

Visited Fairchild AFB and saw the planes Grandpa used to fly

Covered the driveway with sidewalk chalk

Blown lots of bubbles

Slept with the windows open

Gone horseback riding at the Powells

Run around in a real backyard!

Played with the neighbor's dogs

Eaten homemade ice cream

Watched movies

Seen a movie in the theater

Picked strawberries on Green Bluff

Helped make jam

Baked cookies

Painted pictures

Slurped root beer floats at A&W

Watched grandpa fly his airplanes and helicopter

Played at the park

Swam at the pool

Walked the hills with Grandma

Visited Coeur d'Alene Lake

Played with visiting cousins

Learned a new song . . ."Do, Re, Mi" (and performed it over, and over, and over)

Told lots of jokes at the dinner table

Left their footprints in a concrete stepping stone

and last but not least . . .

Taken lots of baths in the "bubby tub."

Grandma and Grandpa, thanks for making so many memories with us! We love you.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

weight for it

While at Grandma and Grandpa's house we contemplated trying out a local trampoline gym. "It sounds fun," I told the girls, "but I won't be jumping on a trampoline."

"Why not?" Ella asked.

Lauren was quick with the obvious answer, "Because it can't hold her weight."

I think I gasped a little. "That's not true," I told her. "I can't jump because it's not safe for pregnant ladies to jump on trampolines."

Completely unconvinced, Lauren asked, "Is that the other reason?"