Sunday in the Parks with babes

This morning in church (at the park) I couldn't resist reaching into my bag for my camera during the service. I asked my husband if he could hear the shutter. He said yes, but "it wasn't obnoxious". I couldn't help documenting how my yard sale find was enhancing my boys church time...and how the sunlight was streaming so beautifully through the trees...

Who would have thought that a pop up table with drink holders would give me a good 10 extra minutes of quieter church moments. I then took this one so that I could remember to ask a question about fruit snacks... If Welsh's fruit snacks are made of real fruit and can be counted as a serving of fruit, if your child eats 6 bags a day, does this fulfill his fruit/veggie requirement? =)

At that point I was feeling guilty that I was taking pictures during the service and decided that parental voice inside my head that was tsk tsking and saying something like, "how disrespectful to be snapping kid pics during the service" got the better of me and I put away the camera. I did this just in time to hear the minister begin the sermon and my darling son say "Hey, can you wind this up?" I looked up, slightly horrified, to see the minister glance our way and Dax handing Mike a wind up car. At that moment I just prayed that no one else heard him, although it was quiet, and his voice wasn't so much. So if you were there, did you hear him?

So, I made it through the service. I actually got a lot out of the sermon after my kids went to Sunday School and Mike and Finn took a bit of a walk. I even thought how can I blog this. It was on God's timing, which I'm getting to be a big fan of, although I do still struggle with patience. Maybe one day I'll re listen to that sermon and write a little ditty on how great it was. I digress. Seems I'm standing all innocently during the benediction. Ok, not exactly standing, I was more perusing the grassy areas around us, searching for all the toys and garbage we had littered the land with, when my girlfriend came up behind me and pointed out a grand photo moment. How could I help at the prodding of friends, not get the camera right back out. At least the service was over when I took it out this time and took a few shots of my kids and hers playing in the dirt. Nothing says Sunday morning at church like burying your feet in the dirt!
She had to take her little people home for a bath I just took mine to a little dive/diner for breakfast. As my kids would say, "God made dirt, dirt don't hurt". They picked up that little piece of wisdom from their dad. It's a phrase he commonly uses it when he picks the pacifier up off the ground and sticks it right back in Finn's mouth. (If you're ewwing right now, come back after you have three kids and it won't bother you so much!)

Hey look, it's fruit of the day #2! The decor may not be much, but the food is good and the people are nice and don't mind our mess. We've been going here alot after church this summer. We fill everyone up then drive around till the little ones fall asleep so that we can all have Sunday afternoon naps. God did say Sundays were a day of rest, right?

After rest we headed out in search of sand to refill the sand box. Still a no go! My son is going to have convulsions if he doesn't get sand soon! So we got ice cream at Dairy Queen instead and headed to a local park. Ice cream seemed to divert Dax from a sand fit. In the four years since we've lived here my husband had never been to this park, he wasn't even sure how to get there! How sad!

Here is Finn coming down the slide on his own. This was the shot I got as he sped down. May not have been what I was after, but I love it!

I tried to get a nice picture of all three of my kids together. This really ought to be a regular segment of my blog until I get it right! Marci's attempt at three kids in one frame" If you look carefully, they are all there...

Ok, so maybe two out of three?

Or if all else fails, lets just do them one at a time... Just to answer your question, because I don't scrapbook and someday I will actually print this blog. When I post so many pics in one blog I can just hear the "why does she post so many huge pictures?? " And just so you know, since getting my new camera for Christmas I have taken more than 5000 pictures, so actually I'm sparing you quite a bit! 5000+ pictures and I have printed exactly 5. Does someone have some sort of print phobia help or advice? I'm in need!