Zoe, Carter and Sierra getting ready for our "primary parade" These pictures mean a lot to me -- as a mother aren't my kiddos so cute and happy looking?! As Primary President it's another quarterly activity done for this year!!
Holly and her family came in June a week after school got out. We loved it, Courtney made us write down everything we wanted to get done in that week and put us on a schedule--Genius!! Why haven't we done this before? The kids got swim lessons (thank you Uncle Brian) boating (oh-except the boat died in the middle of the lake with nine kids who were with Matt and Brian, of course they had no cell phone on them) a visit to the "mint place" who knew Royal City had Chemists and scientists?! The big cousins went out to lunch on their own, the Mom's went out to dinner, and the Dad's got golfing and then paint-balling time (Apparently Jax employs a duck and die method!). Why do the Dad's always win the most free time? The picture of Tyson asleep pretty much sums up how we felt every night after all our fun filled hot weather days.
Last, but not least, Michael and Lindsey (Christensen) had a very successful little league coaching year. Champs (other blogs may contest this - just ignore them!)! Sammi was the best on the team-I say that as a completely biased mother. She was awesome at first base and back up pitcher, and she was the best hitter this year(that is statistical truth and not just mother's bias!). Good job Blue!! I have no idea how Zoe's red team fared in the win/lose scheme of things, they had super great coaches, but the kids stayed pretty focused on the most important part of the game--snacks afterwards! Zoe was a crack up- running the bases faster than a dead turtle all the time with her hands on her helmet, she would hate to lose her favorite baseball accessory!
2 comments:
So Zoe has Aunt Brenda's speed. I don't see a problem here. Great recap. Wish you were here.
P.S. THERE NOT THEIR (sister who brags she's going to be a published author one day.)
HAHAHA! Linds looks cute!
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