Summer and 6 year olds

Holy cow, summer is finally here!  Rach got this water hopscotch for her birthday and of course we had to pull it out the first day, and of course it now has a hole in it.  What are you going to do?  Kate absolutely loved it.

  

 This swimsuit said 12-18 months, which Kate is......for some reason it's not fitting quite right.  There's a couple of things that are just hanging out.....

 And of course here's the profile shot.  Where did she get that belly?  (If you just said Emily in your mind you are in big trouble)  Well we do know she didn't get if from Trav.

 And then today as I was mowing the lawn the kids were playing with the chalk.  I come back around the corner and this is what I see.  Any distinct picture do you see there....like a hand print?  I'm hoping that's hers and not big brothers.  You never know.

 Last week Rachel started a dance class.  She's in it with 2 of her friends and she is loving it!!  Mommy is definitely not a dancer so it might be fun to have a little ballerina on our hands.  It's ballet mixed with tumbling and is so cute. 

 And now of course my little girl is growing up way too fast.  I told her we were skipping June 21st this year so she would have to stay 5.  Bummer that didn't happen.  Here's my little six year old.  (Technically she didn't turn 6 until 11:11 pm.  She was totally annoyed that I kept reminding her that although it's her birthday she's still not 6.  I know I'm mean, but I feel way too young to have a 6 year old, and that's what you get for coming late at night.

 

Who made that absolutely gorgeous cake you may be asking yourself?  Well, I don't know if I'm quite ready to start doing wedding receptions or anything but I am well on my way (I know you can't hear sarcasm in text but believe me, it's there)  Rach wanted a princess cake.  Actually she wanted me to draw a picture of a princess on it (no can do) so we made a Rapunzel cake.  She loved getting the Barbie and she's sitting in a field of beautiful purple and pink flowers next to her tower.  Okay, the architect made the tower but I'm taking the rest of the credit.  I think it turned out pretty good.  And the best part is when you cut it open, a miracle occurred......

 A rainbow on the inside.  Does it get any better than that?  No it does not, I will answer that question for you.  I should really stop asking questions because there's only certain answers I'm looking for here.

We let Rach have a friend party, which I don't know why but I totally dread.  It turned out to be SOOO much fun and I'm so happy we did it (thanks to my mom and sister for helping me out).  We played a little water balloon volleyball.

 Here is a very cute crowd with a very lucky boy.  I told Josh that he looked so handsome all the girls were going to want to kiss him.  I shouldn't have said that because then he was so shy the whole party and wouldn't play the games.  Another proud parenting moment for me.  He did wind up with a princess to-go bag though.  Totally awesome.

 The only thing Rachel actually asked for this year was a hula hoop.  Being the mean parents that we are (this keeps coming up, doesn't it?) we saved it for very last.  She was SO excited to get the hula hoop.  All right, show of hands, whose singing the Chipmunk Christmas song right now?  I've been singing it for weeks.

 

And then, we went to Cherry Hill as a family that night.  It was a very busy day.  That is what she has been begging to do.  It was a lot of fun.  Since it's like 3 minutes from our house we'll probably have to get a season pass next year. 

 Josh is showing off his muscly man chest but you have to look pretty close.  He's so skinny he might just disappear.

 

And look who's got some hair!  It really is there it's just so blonde you can't really see it (and I never style it, I really am a bad parent).  Here's the crazy pool hair.  Notice this is not the bum crack suit.  That's an at-home suit only.

 Here's one of the 3 musketeers.  This is our neighbor that lives next door but pretty much is at our house (or more correctly my kids are at her house) every day.  I think Josh has been exposed to a little too many princesses in this picture.  He's got an O.D.

 And just because I haven't put enough pictures in this post I realized we don't have very many of Josh by himself so here we go.  He loved Cherry Hill too.

Here's a word of advice:  If you are playing "chicken tag" in your home, make sure you listen for the doorbell.  Josh invented chicken tag for a family night game where you play tag but you have to flap your arms like wings and squawk like a chicken as you run around.  Apparently a salesman came to the door which I didn't hear and was talking to Trav.  I go running in the front room squawking and flapping my wings (no the kids are in the other room) and this salesman looks up at me.  I turn around and run from the room imagining what he is telling his family that night....."this old mom was running around acting like a chicken.  There weren't even kids around so I think she's gone a little off the deep end"  Good times.  Chicken tag really is fun.  You should try it.