A BBQ...and then another BBQ!

Gosh, how I love three-day-weekends! The consensus around here is that having daddy home, even if it's just one extra day, is something to celebrate! So, celebrate we did...in the form of a bbq. :)

Let me tell you...this man knows how to work a grill!

Look at those big feet! In our family they're called Flinstone feet. Lol!

And, this is what I got when I asked for a smile...

Yep, that's my three-year-old class clown (or, umm, house clown since he's not in school yet?).

I think he looks like Toad from Super Mario Brothers with this helmet on. :)

Daddy found a way to occupy himself as well.

Batman, Helicopter Batman, Motorcycle Batman, and Robin joined the party, too. Would you believe me if I told you they have two more Batmans (Batmen?) not included in the picture? Oh, and a Penguin, too.

By the way...this picture showed up when I uploaded all of my pictures to the computer. I think CJ may have gotten ahold of the camera. :)

We spent a lot of the weekend relaxing, which was exactly what we needed. It was nice to have some down time and not have to be rushing around to 5 different events each day. On Monday we celebrated Memorial Day with our family, and adopted family. :) It was a gorgeous day, but the water still wasn't quite warm enough for me. I braved the pool for about twenty minutes before giving up and retreating to the house where my lips wouldn't turn blue!

CJ, on the other hand, will swim in absolutely any temperature of water. 

Oh my goodness, I just cannot get enough of that little belly!

Jo-Jo and Auntie Tee-Tee (or Stephanie to adults)

Aria had my mentality...that water was nowhere near warm enough to be in!

My cake. Yes, the polka dots are hot pink and blue. I got over it, you will too.

The people in these next two pictures amaze me.

They will never know what a foundation they have built for us. I can only pray that my marriage will be as successful as theirs is after 60 (yep, you read right...sixty!) years.

Funduh (or Megan to adults) and Jo. See his poor little forehead? Stucco: 1, Jordan: 0

Yoda (again, the boys named her. It's really Laura.) and Vicky

Matt and Carl. I had an amazing picture that I was going to post, but someone (hang on a sec while I clear my throat...babe!) deleted it before I got a chance to. But I will say that it definitely was not a picture of Matt feeding Carl. And he definitely was not feeding him a strawberry dipped in Cool-Whip. Lol! That'll teach you to delete my pictures, babe! :)

So, that was our weekend in a nutshell. I think maybe once in a while I should hand someone else the camera so I can actually post pictures of myself on here!