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Here's the scoop...I'm pretending that they are all separate posts but really they are not. Do you feel deceived?

Never Eat Soggy Waffles (aka North East South West)
My house faces the wrong way. I don't even know which direction it faces. It just feels wrong.

We did the beach.
It's really been a beachy kind of summer. We were going once or twice a week there for a while. And then we discovered a gem of a beach that it right in our friend's backyard...now we can't seem to go anywhere else. They have sandbars that come completely out of the water making it an especially fun time for the littles. We tried to have some fun with the dead marine life but really I just need a better camera.





Romancing the Stone...a young stone's journey Part II
Remember all those posts ago when I introduced our baby boy (cleverly disguised as a kidney stone?). I never passed it...it was quite stuck. So finally today they went in and blasted it...kind of like in the movie Armageddon when they blew the huge asteroid to pieces before it hurtled into the Earth's atmosphere. I actually looked forward to today, as it were, because I got another "mandatory nap" (I've been heavily sedated now twice in the last month....zzzzzz.) I got to read my book while waiting at the hospital and then I got to sleep and not remember anything that they did. That's the way I like it. I was also informed after the procedure, that little "Rocky" was not just a mere 7mm but a whoppin 9mm (so don't judge me but I took my little ruler out into the yard to find a stone similar in size...since I'll never get to meet the little booger in his original state--I repeat: this is not the actual stone...its just one the same size.) No wonder he was stuck. He made a mess of things but at least now I can be on the mend...I'll just avoid going to the bathroom for the next few days...its not a pleasant experience. Now where did I put that Vicodin?

Quite worn out...but in a good way.
Sadie might not agree, but we're glad she is still here. We get her for a whole entire week more! And while we promise not to make her babysit anymore so I can have "mandatory naps" it was quite lucky that she was around.
We continue to wear ourselves out...or rather the little people...Sadie still looks fresh and dashing, don't you think? On Monday we hit Six Flags New England (without a camera...hence the crummy cell phone pictures.) Sadie braved a plethora of roller coaster rides and tried to drag the old fuddy duddies on as many with her as she could. I enjoy a good rush...helps relieve tension. I feel all loosey goosey after a roller coaster ride. Then I laughed as I watched my little girls drive off together in this one. And I thought, this is us in a few years. Haley (responsibly and very seriously) driving off to a church dance...our 17, 16 and 14 year old daughters...except for the model T car...hopefully they will be driving something a little more "modern". And I couldn't resist taking a picture of this sign outside the biggest/fastest roller coaster ride...what are they implying...is my nose too big? What was even funnier than this sign was all the sulking, rejected kids left behind by their taller companions as they ran off to ride.




Then yesterday we went to Newport, RI for a tour through the Marble House mansion and to hang out a bit with Noly Boly and his cute girl, Caroline. It was a fun time...especially when Mia had a "potty emergency" in the car and got stuck in the barf-bucket-converted-quickly-to-a-potty-bucket while still driving down the road. Man there are some rich people in the world.

Tonight its a party.
And right now I am sitting in a quiet house with girls all snuggled in their beds. I would be eating something yummy but we are actually out of ice cream (how in the world did that happen?) and I can't seem to swallow anything else...for some reason today's little procedure robbed me of any kind of saliva. Everything I eat is going down like dry sand. But I can actually finish putting my blog layout together while Sadie and Clark fill their heads with horribly disturbing images at the Batman movie...from what I have heard of the movie, we may have a 13 year old in our bed with us tonight. We tried to get her mother to disapprove but she pulled the old "its your decision" parenting bit. Darnit, I hate when they do that. We'll just call it a brother/sister bonding moment. (Sadie and I agreed that we hate when our parents gave us that line...just tell me what to do, it's so much easier!!! I mean that in a very respectful-and-I-agree-with-how-you-handled-that sort of way to my dear Mother in law. :)