I still have more catching up to do from this summer but I felt like I needed to say something about the gorgeous weekend we just had. Not only was it perfect as far as weather was concerned, it was 3 days long!!
Saturday, we cooked out at Grandma and Grandpa's. Good food. The pool is getting a bit chilly but I'm pretty sure I saw some upper 90's in the forecast. Like the kids care...
Sunday, we took the kids to the dog park at Shelby Farms. They always want to go but last time we went, we had one dog and
Leilea was in the
Moby. I am positive the kids, as excited as they were, had the wrong idea about what it was.
When we got there and the kids saw that it was pretty much just a big field with some ponds and trees, they were confused. No one fessed up to it, but I think they all thought there would be a playground for dogs or something more interesting.
The dogs thought it was plenty interesting.
...and after the shock wore off, the kids had a great time playing in the dirt/mud, throwing rocks.
These dogs of ours are so laid-back that they really don't do much. When we throw something, trying to teach them how to play fetch, they just look at us like, "What did you do that for?" Incidentally, they are very good at herding children (which is a great skill for anyone who spends much time with the Frisky Five).
We really lucked out in the dog department when it comes to dogs that are good to kids. They listen when our kids tell them to sit, get in the kennel, and go outside and they are much more patient than any creature should be with the kids'
shenanigans.
This next picture was taken at the end of our journey. We were on our way back to the car and had to walk down this gravel road to get there.
Leilea had taken her shoes off as soon as we got to the park so I was carrying her over the gravel. She insisted on walking. I wondered why until she started begging us to let her ride Diesel. We have never put anyone on Diesel's back, even though I'm sure he could take it, so she must have come up with this solution on her own.
Of course, we didn't let her. There's only so much patience a dog can have.
Your Children are not Your Children
I hope that when I pass, I will have loved as much as she did. I hope my posterity will have as many crazy, funny, heart-felt stories and feelings to share about me. I hope when I move on in years, I will be as full of life as she was. I hope I still think as rationally, giggle at dirty jokes when I think no one is looking, yet have as much class as that lady did.
Leilea has the quickest smile, the heartiest laugh, the shrillest scream and the quickest temper. This girl has been doing nothing but l-i-v-i-n' for the last two years and we love her for it.
It's amazing to me how different each child can be when they come from the same two people.
I've said before that when I was pregnant with her, it was easy to forget that I was even pregnant. Boy, we'll never forget about her now.
She makes sure of that. 
She's grown up the fastest... sort of a survival skill, I suppose, but she'll always be our baby girl. The exclamation point at the end of our family sentence.
We're still taking donations for her bail fund.
Happy birthday, Boo Boo.
The hardest part of it all was the 4-5 day wait. After the wait was over, we decided to leave root beer making to the professionals.
The dogs thought it was plenty interesting.
...and after the shock wore off, the kids had a great time playing in the dirt/mud, throwing rocks.
We really lucked out in the dog department when it comes to dogs that are good to kids. They listen when our kids tell them to sit, get in the kennel, and go outside and they are much more patient than any creature should be with the kids' shenanigans.
