Since we've been home

 As we drove back from Oklahoma from our family vacation, the thought occurred to me that it was pretty remarkable that we were coming home to the beach.  We've really enjoyed our first Florida summer.   

While in Lawrence, we got caught outside in a rainstorm, where we learned Molly loved being in the rain. 

One Sunday, it poured all day.  As the rest of us played some highly competitive foosball, Uno, and Monopoly (ok, the Monopoly was not so competitive, we dealt out the property and Eric got Boardwalk and Park Place where he promptly built hotels and the rest of us promptly landed), Molly headed straight outside as soon as the door was open.  She had a ball.  And we located our galoshes.  Molly likes to attempt to put mine on, but since they are longer than her legs, she fails.  She has since contented herself with Will's old ones, Will is in Dom's, and I guess we'll replace Dom's at some point.

 I hosted another tea party a week ago.  Nutella and graham cracker sandwiches and a fruit salad were on the menu.  Debussy played quietly in the background.  Get this, Will "the baconeater" Buschelman was the only one of my children to eat the fruit.  With a pained expression he let me know that it was "Delicious".  I wore my old prom dress which shocked Dom who expected me to wear what I had worn the first time. 

 We attended Eric's work party where Eric won the 80's look contest.  Most of you have seen this on the Facebook.  The kids got to play on a giant blow-up water slide, the beach, and participated in a water balloon game.

 Dom and Will lost, but had fun doing it.

 We've eaten a lot of ice cream.  A lot of ice cream.  And I introduced the kids to fudge pops.  Molly hears that ice cream is being considered and heads straight to the deep freezer.  Incidentally, she does the same thing with popcorn.  If a brother requests it, she will show up wherever we are with a bag of un-popped kernels. 

And here's a senior mom's tip if you get tired of the requests for some overpriced frozen dairy product from the vehicle with annoying music.  Stock your freezer with a selection and give each of the kids a quarter to "buy" some ice cream.  I like to sing a little ditty as we march out to the deep freeze and the kids seem to get a kick out of it.  You are welcome.

And we've watched a lot of soccer.  Both the US team and Dom's team.  And we have enjoyed each equally.  I think I may have pulled something from jumping in excitement over a goal Dom scored in last week's game, but it was totally worth it.
I took a picture of the scoreboard from Dom's game a couple of weeks ago.  The scoreboard is much easier to photograph than my 6 year-old running around.

That 3 represents Dom's hat trick.