

Swimming Lessons with Aunt Mary (Daddy's Aunt Mary--that is how we distinguish between my sister, Mary and S.'s sister Mary).
Thank you! Thank you! The kids had a great time and we loved having an excuse to visit Gma/pa, Aunt Mary, and Uncle Josh, Uncle Jacob,and baby Stella.

Crab Fest at the Mud's. I think Joshua enjoyed it the most.


Labor Day at Lake Anna.
We thought, "a nice day at the Nuclear Lake (it is PERFECT temp and there is a nuclear power plant nearby--coincidence?), relaxing (even without S.--he had to work--Boo)." So, we're enjoying a nice ride, wind blowing our hair, when we hear a weird sound (water gasket broke, I think) we head for the shore, and then the boat dies. Seriously. There we are, middle of the lake, 7 kids, 5 adults and the hot, hot sun. We flagged down some help and it happened to be some novice boaters with 6 month-old twins. Doh. They started to tow us in, and the rope broke. Meanwhile, the boat is smoking (it's coming in from every crevice), I am making the kids breath into towels so they don't get high. Plan B: We transfer those 7 kids and 3 lovely ladies to the other boat. They take us to shore and go back for the boat and the men. We decide to go to the beach of the lake while Craig and Uncle P. get the boat out of the water and into the shop. The kids ended up having a great time playing in the sand and water.