Mother Nature...

...has been pretty brutal in Iowa this year. Last night was no exception. About 4:15 am I woke up to lightening like a strobe light and some extremely violent wind. M3 woke up, too, and the wind and the noise were scary enough that I woke up M1 and M4 to go to the basement. That is the first time we've done that all year. The power was out of course, so the lightening was really vivid! Thanks to M1's ongoing effort, the basement is reasonably clean (for a basement from 1888!). We set up a few folding chairs and hung out. I was grateful to be there and grateful the storm passed without anything major occurring. The kids went right back to sleep, no problem! It took me a little longer.

I checked on Grandma and Grandpa who are riding RAGBRAI and camping at night. Fortunately, they were staying at Aunt Marnie's, so they were sheltered. Apparently, the several thousand camping RAGBRAI riders were awakened at 2 am last night by fire trucks rolling through and telling them to get to shelter. What a night!

Life is hard...

M4 stuns me sometimes with his thoughtfulness and sensitivity. The other night I came upstairs to find him already out of the bath, sitting naked on the floor, crying. Disclaimer: he was very tired from having a buddy spend the whole weekend with us, but still! When I pressed him as to why he was crying, he finally let it out: "I'm just thinking that when I get big, I don't want to have to leave you." Good grief! Think fast, think fast! So I told him that he would probably want to leave when he got big (he disagreed vehemently), but that he could always come home, that Daddy and I would always be here for him.

He didn't seem entirely convinced of that, so I said, "OK, you don't have to leave if you don't want to...". (Is this lying? It's not exactly the truth! My whole future life flashed in front of me with visions of M4 as a twenty-something slacker laying on the couch in his pajamas at noon, watching TV.) Then he said (still distraught), "But animals leave." So I explained that people are different than animals...our kids don't just leave for good when they're two or three years old. This seemed to cheer him up. So did this:


Behold the power of Dari Barn! I do struggle with how much to push him, though. This is the kid who wouldn't go on the potty until we laid down the law and said, "That's it; no more diapers!" This is the kid who wouldn't ride the pony at the zoo until I told him it was his last chance. This is the kid who doesn't like the summer day camp that every other child raves about. I want to respect his sensitivity, but I also want him to be able to cope with the world! Especially when it means leaving home...

The open road (or bike path)

Finally! I went for a ride on the sweet road bike my mom lent me! Thanks, Mama! It was an absolutely glorious weekend, and Sunday morning I decided to ditch the responsibilities of an extra child at our house and all the things that "need to be done" and just go for a ride. I took our local bike path out to the Rock Creek Lake beach and back. It was so much fun, I felt great, I didn't fall over and the time flew by. Yay! I hope I can join my parents for at least part of one day during RAGBRAI (they are riding the whole week!). Maybe it will be the day Lance rides.

We'll get back to having fun again

Amidst all the cleaning and repairing that's going on here, I thought I'd post a few more pictures of the fun we had in Indianapolis. (Although I do wish I had taken some pictures of Mark re-roofing the porch. He finished just as an enormous storm came barreling down on us. But the new roof didn't leak!) I'm feeling bad that the kids aren't having much summer fun as we try to take care of house stuff; I've taken them to the pool once all summer! I guess soon enough we'll be on our trip to Colorado, having lots of fun together as a family. Hopefully, our house will be sold by then. I won't hold my breath.

Nana and Boppa doing the polka at their 50th wedding anniversary party.

Uncle Tim and Aunt Mindy on the swing at their house.

M4 and his new best friends (Mindy's son and one of their cousins).

M3 feeding a lorikeet at the zoo.

Danica Patrick's rookie car!!

Wanna see what our house looks like clean?

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Wish us luck!

For the love of corn

What got the biggest cheer during the Grinnell Fourth of July parade?? The truck belonging to the most popular sweet corn growers in town, of course! Everyone was yelling, "When will the corn be ready?" Apparently in about two weeks. We are serious about corn here.

Update

I know, I know, I need to get more pictures up from our Indy trip! I haven't even gotten them off the camera yet! I hope I have some good pics of Uncle Tim and Aunt Mindy's wedding, because it was a gorgeous night, the wedding was outside on their seven acres, and we had lots of fun.

Especially the kids, who ran around all night with their new cousins and their cousins' cousins. There were kids from age 7 to 16, so M4 was the youngest. I was so surprised, because he wasn't shy at all! He jumped right in! I think it helped that the older boys and girls all sort of took him under their wing. Ordinarily, he's overwhelmed by that kind of situation (as is currently the case at the summer day camp he and sis are attending twice a week). M3 seemed a bit excluded from the older girls (sigh...), but she eventually connected with the seven-year-old cousin from Texas and they seemed to have fun.

We have been rushing around getting our house ready to sell; hence, my lack of picture-wrangling. We put it on the market today!! Wish us luck!