The boys slept over at Jaidin's house and Zander had to go for a ride on Libby. I went to Valarie's karate class with mom and dad on Monday while Tim and KoLei came over for dinner.
One of the days Kimball was outside playing on the swings and noticed a small wasp nest near the playground so he told Grandma about it. Mom says, Oh, I'll take care of it." And proceeded to try and knock it down with a stick (not a smart idea). It comes as no surprise that she ended up getting stung right between the eyes of all places. Her face swelled for the better part of a week.
Tuesday mom and dad headed out to the cabin for little kids camp. They had 8 kids from Jaidin down to Hannah as the youngest. They first took the kids to the lookout and went swimming in the little lake there. The next day they spent at Steadman's and Durfee Hot Springs. They all had a great time--even Lucas who couldn't really do much. Dad gave them a lesson on Manners at the table.While the kids were at camp us moms took advantage and went on a much needed shopping spree in Boise! Becky, Trish, and I dropped off Grayson at Valerie's house and shopped till we dropped at Debra's house at 9:00. We had a blast trying on clothes, shoes, and finding good deals. We ate out at Cheesecake Factory and finally made it to Debra's house. Grandma Watson had been waiting up for us so she could see us and say hi. I'm so glad she did; I'm glad we didn't miss her. I love her so much. We got caught up with Debra and Craig as we ate their homemade ice cream. We had Cold Stone for lunch the next day before heading back to Twin.
We had a sibling dinner Wednesday night. We just missed Adam and Lynnette, but we had a good time talking and laughing. Didn't think to get a picture though.
Zander helped Grandpa out in the pasture mowing, pulling weeds, and taking T posts out of the ground. He got to drive the tractor and lawn mower on Saturday as we moved dirt to the yard. Zander loved every minute of it. He felt so big being on that tractor. He went with Grandpa to D&B to get some gas cans, and Grandpa bought Zander a pocket knife. I can't say enough how that filled Zander's bucket that night. He'll hold that memory forever.