And just who could resist photographing this doll baby? Not I, I tell you--Not I! Six years ago, we finished Easter dinner and cleaned up the mess and crawled into bed. And then we got up right quickly and headed to the birth center where Kenzie made her entrance in the wee hours of the morning--on my birthday I might add. It seems like yesterday. If you are loving those curls like I am, you might want me to tell you about the niftiest curlers ever!
Number one son, Michael.
While we were taking photos, the ham was burning nicely in the oven. Too bad I didn't get a picture of that. It looked a lot like ham jerky. Thank goodness we all have strong teeth. We packed up all the delicious, perfectly-prepared food and headed to the boat for the first family meal of the season on the lake.
The weather was perfect--maybe 80 degrees, and it was quite nice to eat outside.
I think the kids were a little bored since it was not swimming weather. There is just so much you can do on a little house boat. Kenzie decided to try to catch something with the net.
Maybe just a few more photos should be taken of that child. Just a few.
Okay, so not to give a complex to the others, I did tell Ross to smile once or twice.
When we had had enough of sitting and relaxing--a thing that does not come naturally to most of us, we decided to scoff down the ice cream and pack up for home. It's a big production coming and going. That's probably why I don't do it all that much.
And who could resist the belly comparison shot? Not I, I tell you--Not I. At least Kelly's is temporary. I love the kids' faces in the background.
And just when we were all distracted by the belly shots, we heard a squeal of delight. Nate had hooked a big one!
And being the outdoorsy fishermen type that we are (not), everyone fought for the chance to remove the hook. Actually, everyone told Nate to run down to the boat house and ask for help. But instead, number one son--who's nothing if he's not clever like his mother--came up with his own technique. I missed photographing the part when he dropped the pair of pliers on the head of the poor fish after he stepped on it. Yes, the fish was released back into the wild, but is probably going to be thrown out of the school because of the head injury.
Once all the excitement died down, it was back to packing up the stuff to go home again. Look at the thrilled children. I don't enjoy the hike up either.
That is why we load everything into shopping baskets and pretend that we are bag ladies--or men. And then we push, push, push.
Don't just look quickly at the photo below and think no big deal! Look at where you think the pier ends and notice how it goes straight up. This girl is not pushing any shopping cart up that hill. In another month or so when the water rises, it will level out a bit which will make the hike back to the car much better.
And a good time was had by all.