These two are up to no good. Here they are taking turns poking a bug.
Here they are getting rocks to throw in the creek.
Here they have discovered Elle's headbands.
Here they are posing for a picture in the chicken coop.
Rhett
Oliver. I could kiss his face off!
Taking a nice little walk after naps. Fortunately none of the children rolled down the mountain to their death (this was Tim's fear and made me feel happy that I'm not the only one with irrational fears up in here).
Awkward family photo. That darn little bump is throwing off my groove. Not only do I look awkward in pictures, but doing the dishes is getting uncomfortable (you try standing 4 inches further away from the sink than usual).
Checking out the stink bugs.
No idea we were being watched or photographed.
My husband, Jack Nicholson.
Oliver insisted on getting all the way inside the fireplace.
The pirate face.
The clouds on the drive home reminded me very much of Hawaii. They were pretty incredible.













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