Writer's Block

I'm having some sort of writer's block or brain clutter issue. I have photos of things to put on the blog, but nothing to say about it. A lot of the photos are from before my trip home, so too much time has passed and I can't remember what I wanted to say. I have a case of the blahs. My days, while sunny and enjoyable, blend together in a blur of cabins, toilets, store shifts and kids growing like weeds. The temperature doesn't really get above 90 degrees, but the humidity makes it a little suffocating. The bugs that people kept warning me about are here. Huge black flies that bite. My morning runs are kept interesting with the flies swarming around my head and my hands sticky from the muggy air. At this moment all of our cabins are full and our campground is over-full, people stuffed in every nook and cranny. There were people putting boats in the water at 6:00am and the store was buzzing all morning with activity and customers. Big Rick looks pretty happy. Resort life is good.

The day before I left for Wenatchee, Tyson had his 3rd birthday.  It's so hard to believe that time goes this fast.  I thank God everyday that I am home with him to watch him grow in to his own little person, with opinions and understanding of the world around him.  I would challenge anyone to find a happier kid than  this one.

We had a little surprise party in the store during lunch.  That is Ava on the left and Bridger in the jeep.  The 4 kids look so much alike, it's almost creepy.  Like the McKeever gene pool is so strong that it's taking over the world, one little blue eyed child at a time.

In other news, Andie has started crawling and is motoring all around the house.  In about 3 weeks time she has learned to say da da and ma ma, she waves goodbye and now she is a professional crawler.  (Sorry for the Tyson butt in the background.  It's nothing you haven't seen before.)

I promise to find something fun to do and write about it.  I will go out in search of interesting stories and report back.  This time of year, it will likely be about fish or what someone left in the fridge of a cabin.....These are the days of our lives.