Summer Fun.

Kevy and I have been busy going all over the place having fun this summer. We have had the opportunity to spend time with my parents and Kevin's family. We've been down to Carmel, Up to Tahoe, Spent time in San Francisco, Went to Wicked, to a Giants game. We're cramming in all the fun we can before we have to go. Here is some picture overload.

on the 4th, Kevin Lianna and I went rafting on the Truckee. We weren't the only one's with that idea. There was so many rafters there, you could barely move down the water.

Kevy and I went to Sand Harbor in Lake Tahoe to play on the beach and Jump off the rocks.

After we went rafting, we went to South Lake Tahoe to watch the fireworks.

We are so lucky to have Ken and Tina here, since Todd and Jenny ditched us. Kevy loves playing with his little nephew. They are so funny together.

Kaden was unsure about sand at first, but ended up LOVING it after kevy and Lianna burried him in it. (only to his waist though)

Kevy and his BFF (they have Halo play dates frequently) down at Point Lobos, just south of carmel. They later went body surfing in like 15 foot waves in like 50 degree water. those 2 are crazy

At Crissy Field. Spending the day at the beach while Jenny packed. Sorry Jenny.

Supposedly, this is where Robert Louis Stevenson was inspired to write Treasure Island.

This might be my favorite. He-Man is chasing the Evil Beast Man. You should have seen "Beast-Man" jumping into the bushes the day before. It was awfully impressive.

Aren't they darling.

There is a slide in the coke bottle, but it was really scary, so we didn't go. Now that he is 3, I bet it would no longer be scary.

PUNK"D

It all started 2 weeks ago. Kevin came home from church and told me that the 2nd counselor had come up to him and asked if we would speak in church in a couple weeks. So of course, he said that we would love to, without consulting me. I would have concocted a marvelous scheme so that I could avoid any such situation. If you know me, the only thing worse than stranger danger, is having to get up and speak in front of all those strangers.
So for 2 weeks I was stewing, still trying to come up with any excuse to avoid speaking. I even considered eating a raw chicken breast, hoping to get salmonella poisoning. I finally conceded, and after stalling most of Saturday afternoon, I got down to business at about 8pm. So I was doing some research, found some good quotes, structured my talk and got down to writing. It was about 10:30pm and I had about 2 pages done and Kevin asked me to email him a copy, claiming that he didn't want us to "use the same material". So I relented. I told him it was sent and he looked up at me with the most pathetic eyes and said, " promise you won't hate me?". I don't like that line, I don't like what it implies, I don't like being in the unknown like that. I start to worry. What on earth could he have done? Is he stealing my talk for his own? Is he planning on embarrassing me in front of the congregation (which he DID do). No, none of this could have prepared me for what was next. He said, " remember when I told you that brother baker asked us to speak?" yes, of course I remembered, I had been haunted by that for 2 weeks. "well, he really only asked ME to speak". WHAT? yes, Kevin had played me like a fiddle. I had sweat, toiled, stewed, griped, murmured and whined for all that time and I did not have to give a talk. Well, I should have been furious, I should have beat his lips off. But, as previously stated, my single worst fear in life is speaking in front of a large group of strangers. Instead of being angry, I was simply relieved. I didn't have to speak. Instead of tearing off each of his toenails, one at a time, I prepared his lesson for Sunday school and baked him homemade oreos at 1am. Reflecting back, I deserve wife of the year, no, better yet BEST WIFE EVER award.