





Colin spent 3 days and 2 nights in the hospital and left with this $5000 custom brace which he gets to wear until mid-December. Or possibly not quite as long if he's lucky.
Knock, knock! Anybody in there?
I was worried about that but they have been very gentle (mostly) so far. Izzie seems to be particularly conscious of the fact that she can't jump on Daddy anymore. She likes to go over and gently hug Colin's leg or slip her little hand into his.
Izzie knows when she's being cute. Today she climbed into bed with Daddy and snuggle up to his plasticky side. She was quite pleased with herself and happy to pose for a few pictures.
We (Izzie) found this toy stroller at a yard sale and decided she must have it, along with a little doll that had a shirt but no pants. (Check out the quirky little smile she's giving me in this picture!)
It was cheap enough, so we got it, and after we returned home she and Ben went careening madly around the block. It's actually very nice having both strollers because the toy one is less obnoxious in the house, the real one is nicer outside (these days I use it when we take Ben to the bus stop) and they can each have one, so no need for bickering. For the last week or so Izzie has been loading both dolls into the stroller - sometimes accompanied by a puppy - and wheeling them around the family room proudly saying, "Two babies! Two babies!" She has suddenly started communicating and is making all sorts of demands that must be met. For example the other day she kept asking me to "wash feet, wash feet!" (Hers, not mine, although that would have been funny too.) And then she wanted me to wash the puppy's feet and the doll's feet...
The kids really enjoyed this bug catcher from Nancy.
They mostly caught things (or various persons around them did) and kept them for a while before letting them go. I think a few went in that were dead to begin with... This particular day we were very excited to have found what we eventually (perhaps even correctly?)identified as a female stag beetle. We read all about its life cycle and then safely released her.
Ben has a book he likes to read called Some Smug Slug, in which a slug makes his way up a slippery slope despite the warnings of the other animals. The slope turns out to be a toad, and the last line in the book is, "Such a succulent slug." This, of course, led Ben to wonder what succulent meant, and since then he has been asking if he can eat some "succulent pickles." I made about 15 jars of dill pickles with dill, cucumbers and garlic from our garden (didn't grow the vinegar or salt!) and I think we're down to about 10 already - even though they're not officially ready until the end of September! Everybody in our family likes them and we can finish a whole jar in one sitting. In fact, Ben would probably eat a whole jar himself if I let him. Maybe he'll have to get pickles in his Christmas stocking like we got when we were little!
This is Ben. (The resemblance is obvious, right?) When I went to the parent meeting this month the student's figures were all displayed outside the room. The person who did the bulletin board very thoughtfully put Ben's between the figures of the two friends that he always talks about!
There is some confusion as to whether this was actually drawn by Ben. The day he brought it home he said another student drew it for him! Today he says he drew it.

I asked Ben if there was anything he wanted to say and he said, "Next Wednesday it will be my birthday."
He posed nicely for me.
Look, I'm in a picture! My eyes may or may not be open though.
Since it was so foggy the panoramic views I was hoping to capture were not an option, but I did get some interesting close-ups.


Then we went back by the lookout and all the photographers were gone... but it was still foggy. There are mountains hiding somewhere out there in all the grey.
I took my favorite shot of the day on the way to the parking lot.
There's a ball coming, but where is it?
Gotta work on that eye-hand coordination.
A snuggle with Grandpa after baths.
One afternoon we went out in the yard to fly a kite. It took us a number of tries, but we finally got it to stay up.
Look really hard and you'll see it - a tiny green speck.

Izzie couldn't pull the trigger without aiming the gun at her face - and I wasn't the only one who found it funny!
He looks innocent here.
Ah, but now he realizes we're hot and tired and are going to sit there and take it.
Still happy in this picture, but not so much when the water got on him...
Izzie with her shoes off. If she changes clothes as much as a teenager as she does now we are never going to get anywhere on time. Around the house these days she is constantly taking clothes off and putting new ones on. On the plus side she can almost dress herself - she always gets her Crocs on the proper feet, and 90% of the time she can get her underwear on and off without assistance. (At first she kept putting both her feet into one hole and getting very frustrated when she couldn't pull them up!)
Izzie in the plastic bubble.
Ben conquering the monkey bars. Why is it that these things are so scary now? They weren't that scary when I was the one climbing all over them!
After some hard playing Izzie enjoys a snuggle with Grandma.
Both the kids fed the chickens, and Ben very carefully gathered some eggs.
Buckethead was pretty frisky - he certainly had more energy than any of us in the heat!
Unforunately I'm still trying to wean Izzie off her habit of eating markers, crayons and chalk. 
Who knew a pair of rubber boots could be so much fun?
And here's our little Cinderella getting her own shoes put back on when the fun had to come to an end.