the cabin. year four.

Same time.
Same place.
Same peeps.
Same weight gain.
I am not one that likes change.

poor little blog.

I wish I could say I have been traveling Europe.

Or helping kids in Africa.

Or renovating my house.

Nope.

None of the above.

I've been doing this...

And that, and that reason alone, is why this little blog has been so neglected.

I've been lazy, and obsessed with Breaking Bad, Dexter, Weeds, Madmen, and Orange is the New Black.

And late night cocktails.

Oh, and making school lunches.

Which leaves little time to document the life and times of the Prentices'.

It's a rough life indeed.

So be prepared for the world wide web to bore you with all that I need to get caught up on, because Lord knows there isn't a chance in hell I will ever print any of these pictures off and put them in an album.

And with that said...

i will blog on.

(Deep...I know).

(That's what she said).

camp nurse 2013

I like these people.
Like really, really, really like these people.

Way more than I like camping.

However, each year, it's getting easier and easier.

(Camping.  Not the people).

Maybe it's because my kiddos are getting older and safer to ignore.

Or maybe it's because we had Fireball Whiskey this year.

Either way...it was a blast.

As always.

And I easily won the "Most Improved Camper" Award.

And since I am giving out awards.  Here are a few others...

Fiona:  "Only person to take a six token shower" Award, and "Most likely to single handily buy REI out of all camping paraphernalia" Award.

Katie:  "Meanest camping face" Award and "Most tolerant of Hadley constantly in her tent" Award.

Malia:  "Most laid back camper, even when her daughter was rolling around in the dirt in her cute Tea Collection outfit" Award and "Most tent take-downs and set-ups in a 48 hour period...without a complaint" Award.

Aleah gets "Best at keeping her toddler alive" Award and "Most tolerant of her husband fishing all day while she had a hangover" Award.

Kelly and Peter get "Fanciest toasted bagels" Award and "Best cloth napkin set up" Award.

Oh, and since I am in a giving mood...I am also going to award myself with the "Loudest kid at 2AM" Award and "Craziest woman screaming at her husband at 3AM because her kid that was screaming at 2AM was still, indeed, screaming while her husband faked sleeping" Award.

Looking forward to next year.

And hopefully, I will be on some meds by then.
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dog days of summer.

July.

Wait.  It's over?

What the hell.

I am thankful I don't have one of those fancy chalkboard 'to do' lists...because not a thing would be crossed off.

Yet.

And that would cause me sleepness nights.

Because I don't like things undone.

But we've been doin'...even if it's not on the 'list'.

And here's how we do...

Enjoying the heat.

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Watching this gal kill it.

Hanging with Carson and his harem.

Looking stoned and eating Popsicles.

Being proud of ourselves.

(I BUILT THAT!)

Sticking our hands in mufflers.

(not as proud of that).

Walking our babies.

Getting 'time-outs' at swimming.

Going to the dentist.

(I don't think he got a 'time-out' there).

Face-time reading with Dad.

Hitting up Zoo tunes.

(in a Justin Bieber wig).

And enjoying Huey Lewis.

Not enjoying Hads leaving for Basketball Camp.

Not enjoying walks with Frankie.

Ahhhh...but enjoying these.

(me not him).

Looking angry at breakfast.

(starting to sense a theme here).

Looking thrilled at Memory.

(she beat me...legitimately).

Doing puzzles.

Doing Kool-Aid.

Doing the boat.

And loving it.

Being best buds.

Reading.  Reading.  Reading.

Sleeping in.

(until 9am...PR for this kid).

Wasting time.

Spying airplanes.

Having sleepovers.

Playing trains.

(you're welcome for that track).

Acting like dorks.

Going to ball games.

Eating nothing but kettle corn, dippin' dots, and red ropes.

Running everywhere.

Going to futbol games.

(in my biebs wig again).

Going to Redhook.

Hanging with the Barton gals.

They are something special.

(and naughty...the best combo).

Hanging with eachother.

Hanging with cousins.

Hanging with our 'kids'.

Co-Sleeping.

Hanging in the backyard that turned into a playground.

Getting cavities filled.

Baking cookies.

Shooting hoops.

And getting nothing but net.

Okay...so maybe we could have crossed at least one thing off the list.

the game farm.

Okay, so I will be honest.

I usually hate this stuff.

It always seems like it takes forever to get to the destination, you pack up way too much crap for somewhere you are going to be for less than five hours, and then you spend the day with whiny, ungrateful, tired kids.

My kids are so lucky to have a mom whose glass is always half full.

(that's why I never let my other 'glass' get anywhere near empty).

I am a drag...and I know it.

BUT...

this time, this adventure was really, really, really, really, really fun.

And I think it's because I had zero expectations.

I had never even heard of this little 'zoo' all the way over the mountains and thru the woods (okay, down the freeway and across the Puget Sound).

It was awesome.

And the kids LOVED it.

And no one was cranky.

(Okay, I was a tad cranky at ice cream when I snapped at my mother, but that was a good six hours into our day, so I'm quite proud of myself).

And we got to celebrate the spunkiest little four year old in a pretty major way.

Thanks Allie for a great little birthday adventure.

And thank you giant Buffalo for not denting our car.

(Blog Moms, put this on your 'summer to do' chalkboard list next year...it's really quite a treat).