Another post about the time our sailor was home on leave…. please forgive me for all the pictures but this takes the place of photo albums around here!
Then we got up from the table and moved to the island in the kitchen…
… which is bad enough, but the shenanigans kept increasing in caperish antics:
Yes really. I am that kind of crazy. Volleyball in the house. I LOVE this kind of fun. I don’t have anything in my house of such great worth that I would be devastated if it happened to get broken. (I keep all that stuff in my car. Ha!) And my heart is so full when we are all playing something together. Didn’t Dr. Seuss say something about “These things are fun and fun is good?”
(You can see who the ACTUAL volleyball player is in the family.)
And then I caught a few “good” pictures…
I wouldn’t want to leave you with the wrong impression… the people in these photos are not the ONLY ones capable of shenanigans.
Although Miss Natalie was innocently eating a french fry here:
someone else could already taste that french fry…
and although some would be horrified, we rewarded Kiwi with a couple french fries of her very own… she was quite happy! She and I went on a bike/run afterward (the only way I can keep up with her) so, all the french fry was worked off and then some!