So how was yesterday, you ask? ROUGH!

If you ask me, 9:00 church is definitely the best. And I've got it. But that's like playing the 'Would You Rather' game and having to choose between eating boogars and earwax...not likely to get off easily with either. So I will admit the mad rush to get to church having everyone fed AND their teeth brushed causes me to seriously consider YAZ. Thankfully this borderline breakdown is countered by the hope that just after lunch I WILL have my Sunday afternoon nap.. But somehow, that hope is all but forgotten, when, in my attempt to teach my little loves the importance of reverence, I have to decide...take the little terror out or endure?
To summarize, Gibson is KILLING me!

Happy Birthday, Tiff!

We have officially begun a new tradition and I am SO excited! Our first annual Tiffney's Turning 31 Triathalon was held last Saturday. Leave it to Tiff to come up with something both fun and healthy to celebrate her "Day of Doom" ...(that was just for you, old lady). Tiff started out on rollerblades, but OOPS!

She forgot...she's 31, NOT 13!! After the spill, the bike-ride began..and the stroller pushing and the bike-guiding...



and we made our way to Dave and Bec's. There we stopped to Gatorade up and snap some shots of the girls and the guys.


Then we ran to Tiffney's,


where the third leg was completed in her swimming pool.


**all adults agreed no pictures of said adults in swimwear, thank you very much** After some splashing, Tiff provided a perfect breakfast of bagels, fruit, granola, yogurt and juice. All the kids had a blast and JJ was heard going down the big hills yelling, "THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! WOO-HOO!" Seriously, fun. Thanks, Tiff!