We are in the throes of ball tournaments which means that one of us stays home with the little kids. Now, I'm sure you are all saying, "I bet Big D is the one at home watching the kids and changing diapers etc."
Yeah, that's not the case.
As you can see in this picture, the campfire area has yet to see a lawnmower in the past 2 weeks. I laugh, it's just like cleaning the house. The kids want to do a wide swath down the middle and that's it. If they have to pick anything up, it's "Crack! Dad, I don't know how the belt came off. I was just mowin' like normal."
So last night, Ron, Cody and Kara were at yet another game. I've been working really hard to do something special when they go somewhere so the little kids don't feel so slighted. I actually have a lot of fun coming up with new activities to do with them. I decided to have a cookout.
Over a campfire.
Me & five kids under the age of 6.
And Fluffy Bear. Who ate too many hotdogs.
And did some serious marshmallow begging.
But all in all we had a great time.
"I bet even more than Dad and Kara and Cody!" said Grace with a hotdog stuffed in her mouth.
"Yup!" Levi shouted as he stole Maggie's (he calls her Ming) hotdog and gave to the dog.
I said, "we each have our own fun...now let's get to bed...mom needs her own good time. Peace & quiet!
Fairchild Farmgirl by day
Outdoor adventure Momma by night!