As soon as I mention any word that involves getting on a swimsuit, this is the result:
A trail of shorts, shirts, underwear, and shoes to the swimming closet.
A trail of shorts, shirts, underwear, and shoes to the swimming closet.
And then there is a party outside.(Paige didn't want to be in the picture. She said she hated blogs. But then 10 minutes later she was crying because she wasn't in the picture and that she loved blogs. Drama, drama, drama.)
7 comments:
I'm really jealous that you have a SWIMMING closet. I don't even have a closet. For clothes. I'm having a hard messy house day... sorry you have to have my jealousy directed at you. ;)
Paige's comment has me laughing right now.
You and Trent BOTH amaze me with that race. When you said it was the most fun you had ever had, I was thinking in my mind that this sounded like the worst idea and form of torture I had ever heard of. I'm impressed with both of your dedication and training. I am pretty sure I would have died. Seriously.
Paige's comment is SO funny! I laughed out loud.
It's fun to see the different personalities of your 5 kids!
I love the Trail o' fun! haha! My kids probably get so sick of me sticking the camera in their faces constantly! But I tell myself that maybe someday they'll enjoy going back and reading the family blog!
Adorable!
Is Paige your "I hate Thursdays" girl? :) They are all WAY cute and it looks like you have your share of spontaneous rough-housing going on. It was fun to meet you and see Trent again and hear about your cute family. Thanks for the adult conversation and sorry for monopolizing with the morose stuff. If you want to know more about our craziness you can check us out at browneyedbrandie.blogspot.com. -- Brandie & Mike
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