Another series of updates in which I quit feeling guilty about not blogging.
We had a wonderful visit from Grandma Allison. We ate too much pizza, but also hiked up a mountain. And she took some pictures of us as a family, which never happens.
Also, Cedar was cute.
I ran in the Klondike Road Relay race. It was exhausting and amazingly fun, and I took a two night trip out of town with only grown ups. Woot.
Bryce and Porter are commercial salmon fishing with a friend right now, which is a male bonding experience that I'm so glad Porter gets to have. Bryce was a commercial fisherman of a different sort back in the day, and even though this is a smaller (and safer!) kind of trip, it's a good one for them to be on.
With the boys out of town, Molly had a sleep-over with her best friend Kate. They are four. They didn't sleep. I got kind of cranky about it. But they were cute.
We just went through the post sleep-over day of hell and crying and hour long tantrums over I want to zip up the pajamas. No you do it. Nooooooooo. And the house is quiet and I'm all alone. And I'm out. Peace.