Hot Dog, Hot Dot, Hot Diggity Dog

This weekend some of our very best friends and our family spent saturday swimming and laying lazily on floaties. Daniel brought his boat that "stuck out like a sore thumb" and the boys, Doug, Daniel, and Robin devised a plan that was fail proof on friday night in order to get the boat onto the camp creek lake. Needless to say, their plan did fail horribly. Well, it probably would have been a great plan, had the patrolman not recognized the 'Burns' boy. Why does that always happen? (just kidding.)



Kelly, Amy, Hannah, and myself had Wonderful girl talk conversations that were well over-due, and did not include fail proof plans, but instead laughter and stories. Maybe a few plans, but I'll never tell. ;-)

Jacee-Kay, who has practically been raised by my girlfriends from age birth to three, got to have a little slumber party with Amy and Kelly, and made a new friend in Ms. Hannah. Hannah helped Jacee-Kay conquer her fear of touching the lake seashells (muscles), and JaceeK still hasn't stopped talking about the boat ride she experienced first thing that morning. Supposedly (I was at home with Blake) she jumped out of the boat while in the middle of the lake and took off swimming. As Taylor Swift would say, "head first fearless".



Little Blake spent the morning with me running errands and shopping for food. We got to drive Doug's new truck around town. =]

By nightfall, we decided to play a little board game favorite, apples to apples. It only lasted one round due to the exhaustion from the sun and the water all day long.



I think I realized sitting around the table beside my husband, with my two sweet daughters in bed fast asleep, passed out from a long day, and best friends sitting from all angles, that we really were the luckiest family in the world. It's definately the little things like apples to apples to remind you to thank God when you lay down at night.

P.T. Cruiser Bruiser

Our beloved Bruiser has left our home. Although I'm not so sure when Doug purchased the Bruiser, I know that it wasn't his first choice in vehicles. But that car sure took us everywhere we needed to go. We became a family in that car, and he shall be missed. Of course on a brighter note the bruiser did bring us to our newest addition. Doug's new truck. Definately going to make new memories in that bad boy. I hope I never scratch it, dent it, ram it, snaggle it, smash it, or in general hurt it in any shape or form. Doug has only let me drive it once, and even then I believe he sat on pins and needles the whole time. (I'm not the best driver). I wish I had a picture of our sweet bruiser but he left in such a hurry that no pictures were taken. I have also broke my digital camera somehow. Well not somehow, it has been used to it's full advantage, and it lasted around two years so how can I complain with that? I have hinted to my sweet husband that I would really love a good camera. Maybe soon say my next birthday...(OCTOBER!!) Then, I could take pictures of our two sweet little ones. Three if you count Skeeter. Four if you count the truck. And anyone else on the roster! Even if the new camera doesn't happen, I will just go back to the wind up I suppose! =P Mmmm...

She's a Firecracker

...well she's actually the calmest baby in the world, only crying for bottles, wet ones, and sometimes a little snuggling affection. Her favorite thing to do is to nestle into my neck and give sweet soft grunts as if she is saying "Oh thank goodness you picked me up so I could hug you mommy." She got to see her very first set of fireworks this weekend at one of our favorite places in the world. Camp Creek. Camp Creek has become the landmark for many of our favorite family memories so far. We spend the days visiting and watching pretty nature things come out of the lake and the woods. This Fourth of July wasn't any different from any other trip we have taken out there. The fireworks on the lake are amazing as all the piers seem to be in sync setting off an array of pretty lights. It lights up the entire sky on top of pretty stars. I think the babies were impressed with bright sky. Baby Vaughn esspecially seemed interested, and he looked so cute starring intensely at his surroundings. "Vaughny Baby" is our sweet little nephew who has bright blue eyes and the cutest dimples ever.

One of our favorite parts of the day had to be eatin' time. "The Blue Moon" a little hole in the wall restaurant (you know how Doug and I are about seeking out the best restaurants wherever we go) had the best corn bread we have ever had ever. Period. Next year we will try and recreate the cornbread to have EVEN MORE. Let me scratch that, I will try and recreate the cornbread. Who wants to be my taste tester?