Fireworks!

JR put on quite the fireworks show for us this evening. Okay, so "sparkler show" would be a more accurate description. But whatever it was, it was full of JR flair and dramatics. Towards the end of the evening's performance my mom suggested we sing a 4th of July song. She then said, "How 'bout She'll be Commin' 'Round the Mountain?" Now you know I just couldn't let that one slip by. Me:"Um, I can think of about 300 more songs that are more appropriate for 4th of July than that one." Thankfully Sherry started singing God Bless America. After God Bless America, I broke into my own rendition of Proud to be an American. Now, I know my boogieing ability is second to none, but I had no idea I was such the songstress. As soon as I finished, coyotes started howling! Oh yes they did. And I'm quite certain that coyote howling is reserved for only the most fabulous of singing!

Tubing, My Way

When Jason was younger he had a tradition of tubing and camping at the Guadalupe River over 4th of July holiday. Personally, I can't think of anything worse. For you non-Texans, tubing the Guadalupe isn't what I'd call fun. It sounds like fun, but every single time I've ever been I would say to myself, "I'm never doing this again!" The water isn't the cleanest, it's a long ride down the river in the Texas heat, and the river is always filled with more Drunks than Sobers. Add to that mix a campout in a tent...in the heat. Um, no thanks. Thankfully I never had to be a part of that little tradition. The first year Jason and I were dating he spent 4th of July at a Hard Rock Cafe in Australia. And after that, the annual trip just fell apart (Woo-Hoo!) But with Jason in Colorado, he'll be happy to see that his family was reliving his old tradition the best we could. Of course we were nowhere near the Guadalupe, but I did take the kids swimming. Doesn't just having them in the water count?

JR's version of a Guadalupe River rope swing.


And you can see how excited the babies were about the duck floaty...that counts as an innertube, right?



Check out Kyle's face...I guess he loves to "tube" as much as his daddy. I'd call that relaxed!

Baby Talk: All The Pretty Horses

Reed: It was 107 today. But we're not complaining.
Kyle: Mommy said we couldn't complain because she complained too much about the cold weather in Colorado.
Reed: No, we're not complaining, we're just stating a fact. It's hot.
Kyle: We're here at MawMaw and PawPaw's house, and although there's lots of "farm activities" for us, it's just too hot to go outside.
Reed: But even though we were inside most of the day, we still found ways to practice being ranch hands.

R: Yee-Haw!


K: I'm keeping up my manliness. Look I can play cards while riding!


R: This horse doesn't bounce, but it's just as fun.


K: I'm a little Ty Murray in training. (Daddy will be so happy.)

K: See, I'm such a big man, I don't even need hands!

That's Incredible

We're whittling down JR's "Must Do in Texas List" as tonight we hit Incredible Pizza. It was my idea to go during the dinner hour to avoid all the daycare, daycamp, churchcamp groups. But, it just so happened that Wednesday night is "unlimited games for $11 night". Needless to say, everybody 6 and under took full advantage. (Sorry for the picture quality, my parent's computer doesn't have editing software.)

A random lady asked me a question about Reed and called him "her". Um, just so you know...if I actually had a girl she would be completely drenched in pink, tutus, tiaras, and hair bows...not orange plaid overalls.


On a postive note, look how manly Kyle was tonight. Riding a horse, no purse, and nobody referred to him as 'her'!


We learned quickly the babies had to ride the train separately. Reed was in no way, shape, or form going to let Kyle drive. He wouldn't even let him touch the steering wheel.


JR and Hannah (my mom's friend, Karen's, niece) were so busy this is the only picture I was able to get of them. Too bad JR doesn't have my flair for the dramatics...

If Jason Wrote This Blog

I like to think I've got a large amount of anonymous blog followers out there. (Clearly, I don't. But I like to pretend.) I enjoy writing this blog, and try to come up with funny and amusing ways to keep y'all, my incredibly large anonymous audience of readers, up-to-date with even the most mundane Ingy adventures. But today, Dear Audience, you'll really have to bare with me. I spent this weekend with some girlfriends and made Jason promise he'd take pictures while I was gone. That husband of mine really outdid himself this time. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy the weekend documented by Jason:



Um-Hum, That's it. I was gone for a weekend and came home to one picture...and it's a picture of Jason feeding 1 of our 3 kids corn-on-the-cob. This is what he gives me to work with? Corn-on-the-cob?! But don't worry, Dear and Massive Audience, I promise I'll never leave him in charge of the blog again.

So Pur-ty

We all know Kyle has a love of purses and accessories. And as you can see, he had quite a fine time organizing Granny Sherry's makeup bag.

Now for some reason, I'm the one getting blamed for all this. But you know what they say, "like father, like son". Look who I found getting his eyebrows "threaded" in the middle of the mall.

My fault, huh? I think not!

Wet and Wild

Okay, so Schlitterbahn Galveston isn't quite New Braunsfels Schlitterbahn, but for our needs, it was perfect. It wasn't crowded at all yesterday so JR was able to ride everything he wanted as many times as he wanted. It was an exciting day with JR proclaiming the Thunder Tub (which he calls "Thunder Tube") his favorite ride, and I was again impressed with my husband's athletic ability which he displayed at the Boogie Bahn. Jason can actually ride a boogie board better than some of the teenage boys! The babies played in the kiddie area all morning, then went back to the hotel with Granny Sherry for a big nap. They all returned about 5ish to finish up the day. We declared the day a complete success since:
A. We got there right before it opened at 10 and didn't leave until 7:15 (it closes at 8:00)
B. Nobody was really sunburned. You can see from the picture I stole JR's sunhat about halfway through the day. He wasn't wearing it, and my milktoast skin can always use some extra protection.
C. Everyone had a thoroughly happy day. We saw plenty of kids melting down and crying, but none were ours!

D. And you know it was a successful day when a 6 year old boy's eyes look this tired while eating dinner.