Did Someone say party?

There are many cool things about where we live but what is special about the neighborhood is that the developers hold an annual block party. Raymus Homes, specifically Toni and Bob and their excellent staff, put on a big shin dig with great food, music, games, and a JUMP HOUSE!

Of course the kids went crazy, despite the 100 + heat, occasional rain, we all had a great time.

The divine Miss E mugging for the photo mama. This kid is amazing, she is getting ready to start Kindergarten and I already miss the little round baby face. It feels like she is going to college already. I know, I know, one day at a time right?

This is my "timid" daughter. Itsy Bitsy is about as timid as leopard hunting a tapir. She was the first one up from her nap and did not even hesitate to climb into the jump house and headed for the slide. What kills me is the fact she just relaxed in free fall which makes me think she will be jumping from airplanes. Zabbers is very particular about her experiences and what she will take from them. You gotta love that.

All of them asked if we could have a jump house in the back yard. I am thinking the cost of care may be less than having a pool. I think they are starting to sell me on the whole thing. What would life look like if we had a jump house in the back yard....hmmmmmm....... maybe like this?

Here is the "Tater Bug" trying his hand at a bit of American football, notice the south paw. He won a prize on the first try, a blue monkey. He was more into the action rather than the prizes.

This little love is cuddly, loyal, inquisitive, all boy all the time. Between slaying dragons, running, general rough housing he still finds time to come and lay on my lap for me to rub his head. I get "ahhhhhh cuuutte" when he sees something in a book or movie he likes. He greets me when I pick him up from school with big hugs and enthusiatic "Mama!"

The boy would have nothing to do with any of this. Face painting has become a pretty hot topic in our house. Em has had a couple of occasions where the teachers have painted the faces for a special event. Each day they ask, I answer yes, yes, I need to go and get the book. Well the book showed up at the party. They looked like they were choosing their first tattoo. Don't think it didn't spook me a bit. And for those of you who are thinking it, I'll say I know I have tatoos, and plan to get one more, I know I am being a bit of a hypocrite when I say I am not encouraging them to get tattoos.

Yes I will be picking up a face painting book this weekend. Do I really have a choice?