Nonsense

Hallooooo out there.
It's me.

Erin.

Remember me?
I used to blog around here.

Lately life has gotten in the way a bit.

 Appointments, meetings, Anne of Windy Poplars, laundry, swimming, counting how many days weeks it's been since I last mopped my kitchen floor...
These things take time, you know.

I also help lead a women's Bible study. We have a great group of ladies and our Friday gatherings are something I look forward to each week.

Only I doubt their judgement a bit in having me help out with it.
This may shock you, but I am not known for my proper and appropriate behavior. 

Sometimes, in addition to lacking a filter on my blog, I also lack one in real life.

But in my defense, those muffins last week totally looked like female genitalia and someone had to speak up and mention the elephant in the room.

Ahem.

So we made it back from our excursion to Virginia.
It was as kid-centric of a getaway as could possibly exist. We went to the beach, to a farm, parks, Busch Gardens, and a children's museum. 

Our kiddos are big fans of the beach, though I notice that they spend a lot more time in the sand than the water.

This time they decided to make their own private pool by digging a big hole and carrying bucket after bucket to fill it.

I can't be certain, but I think Derek fell in.
And broke his fall with his face.

We stayed with our friend Nicole, and she gave us all sorts of tips on nearby things to do with children.
We went to this farm, which was great especially for Alex as we are wrapping up Charlotte's Web. We were able to point out a lot of things from the book while we walked around.
Like manure piles.

The kids got to feed a goat.

Did you hear what Josh promised them?
Well, then we saw this:

Busch Gardens was a big hit, with plenty of rides for the shorter folks in our group.

Except Derek wasn't a big fan of that one. Here he is with Nicole, wondering when it's going to be over.

These were more his speed.

And here's a picture of Alex in a bubble at the Children's Museum.

If only it were a sound-proof bubble.

Also. Today Alex wore an outfit that Pat the Bunny had sent her that was from Justice.
Do you know this store? It is a teeny-bopper store!
My baby should not be fitting in clothes from this locale.
She should be in Carters and Gymboree.


What's next?
Hollister?
Abercrombie?


Over my dead body.