How summer makes it hard to do blog posts. And so does being at the beach with 10 kids.
They all did great, and it was a great time.
But man was it great to come home. I walked into my house and took a big sigh- I love my new house. I love my new town. It feels like home
And I am still doing iphone pics until I go through the ones I took on the trip- so here ya go.
There is nothing like having your morning coffee on this porch
Especially when Nic gets in to help me with the crew
We go to the grocery store to stock up for the boys and see this little dude
Blake’s nasty toenail- if you read my blog last year I am sure I posted about the toenail jokes….
And then Cole’s bud shows up
Eva hung in there- but it was clear that she was not used to all the boys, and chaos, and all upsets to her routine
It was a lesson in patience, that’s for sure.
There is something great about getting away
But there is something even better about coming home