A Taste of Tahoe

We headed to Tahoe for a quick trip this weekend to meet up with Hop and Mop. We did some swimming, sandcastles, and kayaking at Pope Beach, did a little date night gambling at Harrah's, and gave the kids a fun preview of our longer trip to come ... in just two and a half weeks!

Memorable quotes from the weekend:

Clara

"When will be at the cabinet?"

Clara, while setting the table

"Molly, be careful of these forks. I don't want to stab you."

(???)

Joey, after batting a sleeping bag zipper into his eye accidentally

""Ahhhhhh! That's my batting eye!!"

Clara, back in Lamorinda, after spying a metal guard rail on the side of the road, much like those that line the highway to Tahoe, which she perched on in a moment of desperation when we were at least a half hour away from a real bathroom.

"Those are for peeing on. Can you pull over, Mommy?"

His Happy Place

Some men come home after a long day at work and retreat to their recliner with a newspaper and a remote control.

After a long day of school or sports practice, Joey has his own "retreat," and I'm pretty sure most grown men would be jealous.

He clambers up on a bar stool, makes sure the TV is tuned in to ESPN, and settles in for whatever sport is on.... he vastly prefers baseball, but will settle for almost anything, including professional skateboarding, tennis, and even golf. 

Can you blame him? Every guy deserves a zone free of My Little Ponies, galloping horsies, princess dress-up clothes, and squealing, screeching sisters.

Little Firecrackers

The Fourth of July holiday is inching right behind Christmas when it comes to favorite holidays in our house.

It just happens to be someone's half-birthday (hint: he's now officially six and a half), and coincides nicely with his sister's burst of patriotism this month. Check out her rendition of "God Bless America," complete with gibberish, a bit about fairies, and a lot of emphatic hand gestures.