I Slept A Lot

As usual, I had way too many great ideas for this summer, but those pesky little holes in my brain decided that they'd rather spend the days kicking back and chillin'. So instead of spending the summer blowing things up, rambling through magical forests, and exploring parts of the country we've never seen, we've been mostly hanging out here at home doing...

... not very much.

By not very much, I mean we've been making epic messes all over the house, getting up in each others business, not doing laundry and/or dishes, and coming up with new and inventive ways to push each others buttons.

Me, laying in bed at home.

We've had some fun, though. In spite of the fact that I've had to spend most afternoons in bed sleeping while the kids a) helped themselves to everything in the kitchen, b) watched whatever they wanted on Netflix, c) videotaped me snuffling and drooling in my sleep, and d) pilfered my purse and jewelry box, we've still managed to squeeze in a few outings.

I'll elaborate more in future posts about our totally awesome trip to Eastern Washington, our trips to the zoo, and our other attempts at torturing the kids into actually getting out and enjoying life. (Spoiler alert: If it doesn't involve annoying music, electricity, and brightly colored characters that you control with a magic doohickey, the offspring believe we just might be eligible for Worst Parent Ever status.)

Me, laying in bed on vacation.

So while the vast majority of my stupendous plans for summer have fallen by the wayside, here's a few pics of things we did do:

We baked. A lot. Actually, The Doctor baked. It's his new hobby, and it all turned out great.
Really great.
Sometimes, it turned out a little too great, and it got eviscerated by the kitchen crew before it had a chance to cool.
Chocolate chip Almond Banana Bread. It never had a chance.

We pilfered the local French Bakery to supplement our growing need for baked goods.

We went to the library, but couldn't make it out of the parking lot.
Those books were just that good.

We tormented trained the mice by building elaborate mazes out of stacks of books, paper tubes,
cardboard boxes, and Legos for them to navigate. They figured out how to jump over the top about ten
seconds in, so I'd say they trained us pretty good, too.

We went out in public looking like this. A lot. We also wore our PJs out in public. A lot.

We ate a lot of breffy and dessert foods for dinner. Strawberry Shortcake, anyone?

We went to the Zoo with our buds. We also lost the baby, but we're not talking about that little incident.
We did find her again. Later. And she wasn't even in any of the animal pens.

We got really into baking as a result of watching too much Cake Boss.
Cake decorating looks a lot easier when you have a camera crew to edit out the mess.

We went kayaking with our pals. And no one even fell in.
You have no idea how jaw dropping that is.

We learned that Doodle has always wanted to try drive the car. By himself.
And also, that he knows where I hide my keys.

We went put-putting in a very, very hot but cute mini golf place.
And there was only a little cheating.
I got called on it though.

We ate The Best Ice Cream Ever at Sheri's in Winthrup. This stuff is so good, I dream about it.
(Which isn't all that unusual; I dream about food every night.)
But, really, it's amazing, homemade, and amazing.

Tater finally grew in her front teeth.

We discovered that everything is better dipped in chocolate. Duh.

We got stared down by the local PD speed trap. I'm pretty sure it's legit.

The kids had fun commandeering my camera...

... and goofing around with it. When they weren't making videos of me sleeping.

We got to have a mini dance par-tay in the middle of the 520 freeway.
Also, this isn't the day The Doctor got stopped by a cop.
Since I'm not supposed to talk about that, I thought I'd point out that this isn't that day.

We worked on the garden, and built a fence to keep out the dog.
Which he then promptly learned to jump over.

We went bowling. Where BG proceeded to beat me, and then rub it in.
Repeatedly.
With much enthusiasm.
To the point where I threatened to make him walk home.
It was fun.

We took some walks. Slow walks.
It's hard to walk fast when you keep stopping for photo ops.

We attempted to discover the maximum weight capacity for the floor by taking everything
out of closets, drawers, trunks, etc. and piling it on the floor.
How much weight can this floor hold? A lot.
Experiment status: ongoing.

The kids went on lots and lots of trips around the block. "Talking."
I'm pretty sure scheming is more like it.

We picked some stuff from the garden. And ate it.

Summer isn't over yet, but the end is coming on fast. We may still get around to blowing up a few diet coke bottles, but even if we don't, we've still had some fun. Even if I did sleep through most of it.