T-ball

Logan had his first t-ball game this weekend. I don't think I stopped laughing once. His Ammie and Poppa came, his Aunt Jenny and family showed up too. He did really well I thought. He paid attention and didn't start falling apart until his 2nd turn in the field. Well, with Daddy standing right behind you.. I guess you wouldn't goof off too much either. Here are some pics....

Updating...

OK.. It's been a while.

Logan started T-ball. He loves it. Spends most of the time talking to everyone and telling everyone about how "Bennie" does it. If you haven't ever seen The Sandlot.. my kid thinks he IS Bennie the Jet. He has loved that show since he was 1.

SURPRISE! Lucy had puppies. Please note the array of colors.

One of the puppies was having a hard time, so I got him some puppy formula from the feed store and was feeding him myself. Then he started peeing blood, so I took him in to the vet. Dr. Leena thought maybe mom rolled on him or injured him in some way. She did an ultrasound and didn't see any damage. Unfortunatly he didn't make it. He died around 4 am on Friday morning. Jeremy and I were switching getting up every 2 hours to feed him. Poor baby.

While I was there I asked the Dr. what she thought Lucy 'got into'. She thought either an Austrailian Sheppard or there is a very handsome German Short Hair Pointer the hangs out all the time at our place. She said could be either one.. we should know for sure in a couple weeks. So if anyone is looking for a free puppy... I've got some for you.

Zane is finally rolling over and is sitting up. All in the same week. His personality is really coming out now. He is gonna be a fun kid.

We bought a motorhome. It's awesome. It's the grandma/grandpa style. We got up really early on Friday morning, dropped the kids off at grandma's and started down to Beaverton. We knew we wanted this one the second we got in it. It's beautiful. The couple that owned it are very type A... He's an engineer and she's an accountant. So in other words totally opposite of Jeremy and I, but that also means the thing was immaculate.

So we hustled home and joined the rest of the neighborhood for the annual 'Redneck Campout'. Not that we are Rednecks, but since we all just drive our (I'm so excited I get to be included in this now) motorhomes down to the neighbor's field and we campout there for the weekend, we all think that's kinda Redneck. We started this when the gas prices started going up. Everyone wanted to get together and camp, but it was so expensive. So we just decided to stay home!

At one point I counted, there were 12 RV's, 1 camper, 1 5th wheel, 3 tents and LOTS more people came to just eat and visit.

Playing some Cornhole. It's pretty much like horseshoes.

It was a blast. Logan will carry these memories with him for the rest of his life. He just ran around and played and the older kids told the younger kids crazy/scary stories about ghost and dead bodies. He ran till he passed out from exhaustion.

We had a big easter egg hunt and the Easter Bunny snuck into the motorhome and left the boys' baskets for them. That sneaky little bunny!