Saturday, August 7, 2010

VA Photo Gallery

I've been derelict in publishing this post, not because I've been so terribly busy (see, I'm being honest), but because I was purposely avoiding it. Two weeks of your life is a long time - I ought to be able to come up with something clever, if not profound to say about it, but I just haven't been in the correct frame of mind, I suppose. It's not that nothing worth writing about happened, because lots of things happened: We had all sorts of fun, with bowling alleys that mess with your score each turn, giving Becky several heart-attacks, (which I've heard isn't particularly good for newly-delivered mothers; oh well), waiting till it got light out to go to bed after watching creepy thriller movies, getting Aces over kings in poker (my best hand, I think). . .

But then I remembered that a picture is worth a thousand words, and, granting the number of pictures I took, I have already 'written' more words then anyone would possibly want to read.

So, I'll just introduce each subject.

Given that we were in VA, where the temperature rarely goes below 250 degrees, we spent a lot of time in the sprinkler/slip-n-slid.
David wasn't quite sure that water's all it's cracked up to be, his first time down. Daniel discovered the sport of trying to squirt aunts who are holding cameras, and found it to be great fun.
Jonathon and Samuel, drinking the water off dirty black tarp.
Of course, the big kids didn't want to get left out; I was right behind him. You know, I've discovered the strangest thing since starting this blog. Did you know that if you're the one holding the camera, you don't get in any of the pictures? It's really not fair in the least. Then there was the bee battles. I don't remember exactly what bug they were trying to kill, but they definitely put up a good fight.And we mustn't forget the reason for the trip - little 'Belle. There is no such thing as too much holding of a baby. At least for the hold-er; you never can tell what the hold-ie thinks. The end of the two week vacation came all to fast, (which is kind of redundant; isn't the defenition of vacation a period of time that is over before you want it to be?)
P.S. I'm feeling slightly guilty, so I might as well confess here as elsewhere. In the 'fore mentioned bowling trip, we thought I beat Becky by two points. I remembered afterward that because the computer wasn't working at the beginning, it had given me 3 extra points, so Becky actually beat me.
I feel better now.

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