We started the summer with the building of a chicken coop What was supposed to take a weekend took a good six weeks. That's how things go around here.
We watched some softball. Usually on a cold day.
A little girl turned six.
And a boy turned eight
Doug took the kids camping. I'm a high maintenance camper and do not sleep on the ground. One of the kids even said "mommy would have come with us if there would have been a road to bring the trailer." I'm glad I've made myself clear.
The kids participated in a Cowboy-themed VBS. Doug was one of the leaders, fondly known as "Rusty Nails."
We hung out by the water.
We went blueberry picking with the cousins. Nobody came home until their bucket was FULL!
We played in the river (of course)
And those chickens finally laid some eggs!