Over the weekend we had our good friends, the Davis family in for a visit. The day before they arrived our yard looked like this:

I was a little worried that we would be stuck inside the whole time with no ways to entertain our guests, they would be bored to death, and then never want to drive all the way out here to see us again.
Luckily most of the swamp disappeared, just enough to get in a little time outside. The girls trekked all around the field, checking out the arena next door and then hanging out at their “secret” clubhouse most of the day. “It is peaceful!”, Myra told us. Sometime I need to take a picture of their secret location. I think I’ll wait until the field is a little more dry before I do that.

While the girls were adventuring, the boys threw the football around. Noah got in on the action when they told him he could tackle anyone that had the ball. He is a pure defensive man.

Kids can not resist the decrepit fake, concrete deer. With its missing antlers, back leg and part of its face, the deer just looks like it needs to be ridden.

It was a drizzly cool weekend though, so even with the little time we spent outdoors, most of the visit was inside. There was much football watched and even more Rock Band played. In fact, if I had to guess, I would say that we spent about 60% of our time rocking.

You know how sometimes you just aren’t sure what’s going to happen when you throw kids together? I mean, you hope they get along, but you secretly think there will be lots of time when parents will have to mediate instead of just getting to hang out with each other. Here’s something that made the weekend really great. Allison and Noah had a blast. It’s like they were in their own little five year old world. Even when what they were saying made no sense to the grown ups, they completely got each other. It was terrific.
We need to get the band back together for a reunion tour.