Somer Days (I'll admit it, pun intended)

ART CITY DAYS



At the Parade with the Somers' and Grammy. That is, with "Achtui" in Liam language. That's what he called her then (way back in June). But two months have gone by and with the passing of time has come sophistication in his language skills. Now, she is "Ach-too-ey."
Grammy and Liam have become fast friends these last few months as Mom did one of those amazing things only amazing mom's do. She came out and took care of Liam for eight weeks while William worked and I finished up my course work with a grueling semester. I'd call it a sacrifice, but look at the two of them. It might better be termed "opportunity." What a spectacular gram-mom. Yeah. I really just said (typed) "gram-mom."


MY BIRTHDAY

The Highlight of my birthday was the ping pong table William gave me. That was a sacrifice. To give me something that will be the cause of much lost pride on his part. How sweet. I'm kidding of course. We're pretty much an even match. We've played about thirty games so far. William's up by one. But have no fear, loyal fans, I will triumph!



THE FORTH OF JULY


Icecream from the icecream truck. What a treat.

A trip to the park with those-in-the-Somers-family-still-bearing-the-Somers-name was great. We played lots of frisbee and softball.

And Now ... the moment you've all been waiting for ...

Observe the Somers men in their athletic poses:

First, there's Papa Somers

And then there's Daddy Somers (Daddy one - William)

Daddy Two - Brice

Look closely, you'll see that Brice would do anything to make the catch - even if it involves separation from needed footwear.

And Even Little Baby Somers

What an arm!

"He swings and he misses the small ball but look ladies and gentlemen, he has knocked the blue intruder out of the park! "

Of course the women played too, but I'm afraid their athletic feats ("feet" in Brice's case!) will not go down in recorded history. Therefore, non-related pictures featuring the Somers women in highly athletic activities will now be included as a means of compensation. Note if you will their athleticism and grace, matched only by the muscular accomplishments of their husbands.

To the untrained eye this may look like a gardening lesson. Actually, it's the beginning of a marathon chase of the ever evasive harry mole!

Tending the children in typical womanly fashion, you say? No, no. I have caught the harry mole! Not even one bead of sweat mind you.

As for cousins Somers one and two, we'll supplement with photos taken later at Ryker's 3rd birthday party.

Later, Mimi sent us on a special errand to get lots of fun fireworks. So, here's Liam, learning to distrust adults as they place a burning stick in his hands, smiling and laughing all the while.
We suffered one casualty that night. Mimi burnt her toe quite badly. For those interested, I have pictures. For those definitely not interested, your welcome that I spared you the picture here.

Well I've still got a month and a half to blog on, so I'd best be getting my bloggy sleep.