Not a dull moment

What a great Thursday. A little before noon my sister Sarah brought over her 3 boys, Gabe -12, Chandler-5, and Jackson-3. Sarah headed off to lunch with a friend and I got to enjoy the hilarious, entertaining company of 4 boys and one 7 month old (my Charlotte). She brought lunch from Sonic (who knew Tater Tots could be so delicious!) and after lunch and the excitement of playing with toys that aren't your own the boys decided it was time to head outside. Well there is only one way to play outside in August in 105+ degrees. Wet. Jackson kindly assured Tucker that he wouldn't laugh as he changed into his swim trunks. Then Jackson repeatedly told me not to laugh while he did the same, although I had no intention of doing so until his silly request. Charlotte went down for a nap, so I decided I would get into my swimsuit too. We all headed out back where we hosed down the trampoline to cool it enought to climb onto, set up the slip 'n slide, and pulled the plastic basketball hoop out onto the grass. I threw caution to the wind (ignoring the warning against people over the age of 12 and weighing over 110 lbs.) and slid across the yellow plastic, over the inflatible barrier and into the dead grass, making me a crusty body covering. I had lots of fun watching the 2 older boys sliding around doing tricks and the 3 year olds running almost to the very end before plopping down on the wet slide. Then we headed to the trampoline where I laid under it with the hose and sprayed the boys feet and bums as they ran every which way above me. It wasn't long before they were all ready to come inside, get dry and play with more toys. Trent had taken our camera to work, so I of course missed out on many good pictures. We came inside and I pulled out the couchbed ( a bed totally useless to any adult who has ever slept on a normal mattress, but great for kids) and turned on a movie. I even got them all chocolate milk, hoping they would nap. Well, I should have known better. The excitement of being with cousins does little to inspire sleepiness. They soon turned their attention back to toys which were spread every which way. When Sarah came back it was perfect timing, they were just starting to get grumpy and it wasn't too late to squeeze in a nap. I could really go for this once a week, it was so fun for Tucker. And me. Tucker fell asleep about 30 seconds after they pulled out of our driveway. Sarah had informed me that our sister Emily was going to be at the airport here for an hour or so for a layover on her way from Oklahoma City to Salt Lake. I planned on leaving Tucker with his Dad and taking Charlotte to go see her. After 2 hours of getting Trent's voicemail, getting angry, and then convincing myself his workers had killed him for his wallet and his truck, I left him a note and took both kids and my other sister Karen to the airport. Sarah came and my brother Mark. It was so nice that we got to visit with Emily while she was passing through. I will probably get to see her one more time during her pregnancy and I didn't want to miss it. She is the only sibling to live out of state right now besides Ted who is serving a mission in Madagascar. Turns out Trent's battery had died and he was alive afterall. Our next adventure starts tonight where we are spending the night in a cabin a couple hours away. How nice to spend Saturday with my husband.