Monday, May 25, 2009

The Kids

We went to Omaha this weekend. Here are just a few kid shots...

Beck and DJ (neighbor kid) playing dead and getting help.

DJ was so cute. He kept saying, "I'm a coach." I'm not sure what exactly that had to do with getting resuscitated, but he was adamant about it.

Pink sunglasses? I guess that's what happens when you have to sit next to your older sister. 

We buzzed the boys. It's the easy, cheap, and efficient summer cut.

Ava reads nursery rhymes to Makai...

"The apple doesn't fall far from the apple tree." Nice tweaked Indy Air on the swing.

You never know what's going to happen when you send the kids off to fold towels. Here, Ava was turned into a towel mummy. We wondered why they were so quietly hard at work.
Ava in the back seat between her two ninety year old great grandmas. Grandma Marge (on the right) fell to the ground during a game of kick ball. She was totally unfazed. She is made of steel.

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