Hallelujah!

I haven't been blogging much lately, due to technical difficulties. I gradually lost the capability to do anything with my blog except embed video and add text. I couldn't even change my background! (sob) Well, my sweet husband surprised me yesterday with a rocking new computer and a beeeeee-utiful huge monitor, so I can once again share my thoughts and pictures to my heart's content. Thanks a million, sweety!

Here is a little something I've been wanting to share with you all for a while.

Our Sundays.

After we're all home from church, and we've stuffed our faces, there's always some delicious down time. I love it, because I'm not running the show. It's the Daddy Hour. Sometimes he reads aloud to us. He has a super power for reading aloud. He kept it up for 6 hours straight one Sunday. Sometimes he'll make up games. I remember one Sunday, I was snoozing on the couch when little Hercules shook me awake and said in a nervous voice,

"Mom. I think you should know, Dad's writing on the floor with a dry erase marker."

I rolled over and mumbled, "Honey, it's okay. He can do whatever he wants." Then I went back to sleep.

When I finally awoke, I found the family playing a game that kind of resembled shuffleboard, except with hotwheel cars instead of shuffleboard discs. The competition was intense. Each little area is worth a certain amount of points. You want to roll your car into the area with the most points and no further. You roll it too hard and it hits the the door, and it's negative points. Each car has its own rolling pattern, so you have to remember to push one really hard, the other to the left, and one you just barely tap. It's quite an art, let me tell you. The next time he used sheet rock tape instead of marker and I remembered to take a picture.

Good times, good times. It's an appropriate Sunday activity, right?