I Know...I Know...

I have been a slacker blogger. No excuses. Just lazy.

To summarize...The weekend before St. Patrick's Day brought the Wilson's and Nana to our home. We had a great time...hikes were taken...Oreos were eaten by the fist fulls...about 450 water balloons were launched...kites were flown...one naughty Leprechaun wreaked havoc...a reconfirmation that my home was not meant to house 9 children occurred...we had a blast!

After the cousins left (and to the relief of our neighbors...can you imagine the sound of 9 happy screaming children jumping?!) our trampoline arrived. The neighbors have been cursing us ever since. Everyday the kids ask, "can we go jump on the tramp"...hysterical!

Easter was filled with good food, family and friends.

Minnie had her second grade performance at school last week. She sure knows how to party like a Dino.

Justin competed in another 1/2 Ironman this last weekend. It was great fun watching, with Michelle and her kids, as J and all of his training buddies ran by. The kids had a great time cheering on the contestants. They were quite the little volunteers...they helped pass out water and Gatorade at one of the aid stations. The kids even managed to squeeze in a little beach time. I will admit that it is getting more difficult to watch 4 kids and watch the race at the same time!

And last, but not least, just look at the hair on this kid...

Rally Round the Family

Thanks to evil outside influences our children were subjected to the many flashy, empty, LOUD promises of Wii. I have kept them sheltered from video games for so long that I thought we were safe. Well, the three oldest decided to pool their money and began their campaign. After perusing many retail establishments and looking online it took all of three days for "Disneyland Dad" to come to the rescue...some back alley affair..."Hey, kids! Guess what we are going to do for FHE?" Thanks J. Squeals, screams and singing were heard throughout the night.

Guitar Hero is the game of choice (J has been secretly lobbying for it for the past year). I swear if I have to hear "Bulls on Parade" one more time I might go loco.