Where has all the summer gone?

I can tell by my posting frequency that I've been busy, but I where has it gone?

Tonight we find out who the kids' teachers will be for the upcoming year. They are very excited, anxious and ready to see their friends again. I am excited to see how they do, especially Parker. Being gone all day is going to be a big transition for him. He's our guy that swears he's never going to move out of the house and doesn't want to be married because he thinks he'll have to get his own place. He did once say that he would "get a wife" if she would live next door and he wouldn't have to share his room.

Now I have to share both of them for the whole day. It has been a good summer. The kids have their typical fights, but have by and large, been great and reminded me why I am home with them. I wouldn't miss a minute.

Four more days and back to it... Wish us luck!

In a moment of puppy-induced insanity...

Are we crazy? Is it like labor, how they say you forget the pain and that is the only reason you do it again? Is it the puppy breath? Or the over sized paws she kept tripping over? Maybe the layers of extra skin under that soft fur?

Whatever it was, it worked because we brought home an 8 week old Chocolate lab this week. We named her Harley - I suppose in homage to the bike Eric doesn't have yet. Somehow, naming her Honda after his current ride never came up...

So yes, here were are in the throes of insanity, kennel training and living with this animal that we are fairly certain would eat us alive if we didn't physically remove our extremities from her mouth.

But, man, she's so cute...

Oh so close!

The good luck kisses didn't work this time...

In the last regular season game, Eric finally did what every adult dreads when they join a sports team - Blew out his knee. Meniscus. It will be a few weeks before he can have surgery and is supposed to be on crutches until then. But do you think he'll use them? Hasn't stopped him from assistant coaching Parker's football team, coaching a fastpitch camp and riding his motorcycle every day.

Best part? We're SURPRISING the kids with a trip to Disneyland next weekend. Eric came home from his Dr. appointment with this announcement:

"Good news and bad news. Bad news is I need surgery. Good news is, I've got a disabled pass to Disneyland."

Find the silver lining where you can, right?