Swimming and Kittens

It is summertime and we are busy.... my excuse for all the things that should be getting done but aren't, including updating my blog. Last week was busy even by my standards. I averaged 2 appointments a day. The good news is that Joseph's therapist and I decided that he no longer needs his biweekly play therapy, which means one less appointment and one less babysitter. My children get tired of being shuffled around but that is much better than having to go along to appointments and wait in boring waiting rooms. Our weekly appointment to Shreiber Rehab is no longer dreaded since we were given permission to use the playground. The children who come for therapy also use the playground so they have all kinds of fun things to do. Monday evenings Kiana and Joseph have equine therapy which quickly became a highlight for them. Joseph was the first to ride a horse which was very hard on Kiana's ego. The next week she was determined she was going to ride the horse no matter what, she managed it and is all excited for the next time.

Dean got a load of sand to make a level pad to set the pool on. Till the pool was set up and full of water the weather had turned cooler, that didn't keep the children from swimming though. One day the thermometer read 69 degree's and they were so hot, they just HAD to swim. Needless to say, they weren't out long!

Joseph has quite a fascination with rocks. He gathered a bunch of his favorites and arranged them to sell to imaginary people. He has a keen imagination. He will spend hours playing in the woods with sticks and other things he discovers. 

Tristan found these kitties and tamed them. They spent the first two weeks in the shop then got moved to the dog house. They put up with a lot of rough treatment and don't seem to mind being carted around by clumsy little hands. 

On Friday and Saturday the men and boys from church went on an overnight canoe trip. The girls and I went to Park City and out for ice cream.  Kiana saw a pair of shoes she thought I should buy for myself. They had high heels and I told her I would twist my ankle if I tried to walk in them. She told me she will buy some like it for herself when she grows up because she is going to be a cowgirl that wears high heels. She also wanted a leopard print "cowboy hat" that she thought she had to have. It was great to have some "girl" fun but I was glad to see my men come home again.