Checking on the kids at night almost always has its benefits...

Apparently Harper lost a bet with her doll.

Hot rocks

Fun little summer craft.  Heat rocks in the oven then hold crayons on the rocks and the color melts over the rocks.

Safety First

So, one of the first things I did when we moved into this house was to put up a tire swing. We had the perfect tree for it; hanging over at an angle. I secured it with a thick rope thinking it would last for years - ;).

Well, after years of swinging, the rope snapped. We're glad nobody was hurt...badly. Our neighbor boy has a sore butt.

I don't want that to happen again so I upgraded to a chain. The only problem is the installation method is a little unsafe (my tallest ladder just doesn't quite make it).

Goodbye Roof

If you are wondering what that sound is, it is our neighbors singing songs of praise in one accord.

When we moved into our house seven years ago the roof needed to be replaced and finally we slackers are ripping it off. (It's a bit overdue, I know.) We played chicken with mother nature for seven years and this year was the time to call it quits. Little did we know that mother nature wasn't done playing and gifted us with THE WETTEST spring in like 50 years. The roof sprung several leaks months before we were scheduled to start the roof.

We did the tear off this Saturday, and were giddy to find three layers (the top one and two underneath) It was fun to get a glimpse into what the house used to look like (I'm assuming they are the original shingles - 22 years for each layer).

Here's the current layer; (isn't she a beauty?)

Layer #2.

The original layer (we actually really like this layer. We think it's quaint).

Snaggle Tooth

For months, Gideon has sported a lone tooth. It's not even a center tooth. We have contemplated moving to a trailer park or joining the circus so that he would fit in. I mean one tooth growing on the side, who does that?

He's finally got more coming so we attempted to get a picture of the snaggle before it was no more - easier said than done. This is attempt #15.

Preschool graduation

What are we going to do all summer without Ms Staci?  Harper adores, worships, and completely idolizes her preschool teacher.  It was a great year and we can't wait to meet up with her again in the fall.

She made it. One year of school under her belt.