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I'm sure you all must be asking the same questions incessantly over the past few months.

What ever happened to that Marcie girl?
and what of her cute husband?
those adoreable babies?



well....
Never fear! it's posting time!

my children did return from their G-BA's. Hands healed... blood sugar levels reaching record breaking heights... new toys and jammy's in hand... Sufficiently spoiled.

Aunt Jo Jo, G-BA and two grouchy boys

With the GG's!

I'd say this summer was a success. No gardening. However we did do a lot of....

Camping

We love roasting weiners! Riggdon, Mr. Independent insists on roasting his own and just about has a come apart every time I have to "help" him.

Campbell is quite inventive, like his father. He fixed the problem of not having enough hands... my little Einstein :)

CJ had a blast with his cousins up at the cabin this year. It was so much fun to watch him join in with the older boys...

"alright boys I want a picture of you two"

"smile!"

"Campbell, smile you goofball. Logan, put your hands down"

"Logan, look at me! Campell don't smile like a big dork."

"bahahaha she called you a dork, we're so funny, bahahaha"




I enjoyed the scenery.....

(ignore the mustard and mallows on this cute little face.)

Frontier Day Business


for those of you that dont know, Cheyenne hosts the biggest rodeo in America once a year.

"The Daddy of them all"
or
"Frontier Days"


This does not just entail bull riding and cow roping. basically the whole town is shut down for a week and everyone's lives are put on hold until the madness subsides.

This year, the boys were old enough to enjoy some of the festivities...

like the parades!!!

please notice riggdon collapsed on the ground... I'm not sure whats going on with that. kinda funny though.

hangin out.

another first for the boys brought to you courtesy of frontier days... THE CARNIVAL

I was so excited to take the boys and ride some good old fashioned carny rides. We went straight to the farris wheel to be certain we didn't use all of the tickets before we rode this classic.

we found out two things.

Riggdon loves rides.

and campbell doesn't.

My son is deathly afraid of heights. Screamed bloody murder for the entire ride and clung to me like a gust of wind might throw him over the edge at any given moment

Riggdon, however... is quite the thrill seeker.

at the top.

So we opted for a nice, calm, close to the ground, train ride next.

Campbell loved it.

Riggdon was bored.

We figured the prior tramatic experiance granted campbell the remainder of our tickets to ride his favorite thing right now...


"I ride the MOTEY-CYCLE mommy!"

Which was fine until the thing jump started and he started screaming "GET ME OFF! GET ME OFF! I NOT WANT TO RIDE THE MOTEY-CYCLE!" and crying histarically.

Einstien, maybe. Evil Kanival, nope.

and of course....Park Going

Campbell LOVES the park. he knows where to spot them while were driving around town and always asks if we can stop.


He doesn't like the swings this year. In fact, he's terrified.


but riggdon LOVES THEM!

Campbell sticks to the slides...

It's been a little chaotic this summer... for more reasons than I care to explain but I shall indulge you with my biggest under taking of the summer..... NEXT POST. when I have more pictures.




Its pretty cool, but definitely not as exciting as pictures of my babies.

STAY TUNED!