Davis Family: A little bit of life . . .

Is it possible for time to go at warp speed? I feel like so much of our summer has been spent at 90 miles an hour. For example, this weekend we picked fruit from our very bountiful backyard fruit trees, canned jam, apple pie filling, apple sauce, and dried all kinds of fruit. We had some friends over for a BBQ, and we went to the zoo/dinner. I also painted our front door twice (the first time was awful so I had to redo). All of that with 3 kids under three. And we've been sick, which means neither of us are getting more than 5ish hours of sleep because our kids don't sleep. This is a normal weekend. Not that it is bad. I guess I just don't know how to function at warp speed.

Ryan cut his finger tonight while doing dishes. He was trying to clean the blade for our food processor (left over dishes from canning) and ended up splattering blood all over my kitchen. It looked like a crime scene. Of course he was also in the middle of making mac n' cheese (real glamorous I know) for dinner. I was feeding babies. I was also trying to get through this blog post while feeding babies. What ended up happening is that Ryan wrapped his heavily bleeding finger up and rushed out the door to the doctor. I set down my computer and two crying babies to recover the damage to our now over-boiling dinner and clean up blood. Sam was hungry, babies were hungry, I wanted to cry. But we made it through. Ryan has 5 stitches, but is fine. These are our days.

Am I trying to do too much? If I simplify what do I cut out? I'm still feeling this drive to get our house into order after moving, we've got fruit rotting in our yard, and I have these beautiful children that need me. They need care and love and fun. I'm not complaining, truly I'm not. But I am sorry if I haven't called, texted, sent pictures, or generally if I've forgotten you exist. We want you in our lives. We need friends and family and loved ones. But we are simply not able to do a lot of the reaching out right now. And if we do, feel pretty special. Please know this won't always be the case (at least we hope). Hopefully some day soon our lives will calm down and we'll have more time for the people we love. In the meantime, enjoy a few pictures. And please, please, please, shoot us an email, come visit, text, whatever. We'll be happy to add your chaos to our chaos. :)

Aunt Jemima

Lunch. For some reason I can't get this boy to smile or even look at the camera lately. He just wants to take the pictures. Not be in them.

Smiles are not a problem for Charlie. :)

Sleeping babies in the yard while mama plays with Sammy.

Right after I took this picture he had an epic meltdown. Three is a tough age (and we are not even there yet).

One of Sammy's more artistic pieces. He loves taking pictures these days. :)

My boys. I love them. They are starting to have some rivalry. Mostly because Charlie likes to grab every toy he can. And he drools on them. And Sam does not like drool.

See, no smiles. No matter how hard I try.

Happy babies.

"Look at my boogers mom"

Five month pictures.

Carrots!

My big boys mowing the lawn together.

Ryan traveled a lot this summer. One of his trips was a two week trip to Germany. On every trip he brings, "Tiny dinosaur" (Sam has a big one like this in his room). Tiny dinosaur had some grand adventures in Germany. Chasing police cars, and even attacking Luxembourg.

Tiny dinosaur attacks Luxembourg!

Six months!

Charlie's "Blue Steel" (come hither) look.

Our princess.

I expected Sam and Charlie to like (and fight with) one another. I truly didn't expect the sweet relationship that is developing between these two. Sammy loves his sister.

Sam stealing Charlie's tiger while sister gets smashed.

Sam really wanted to go fishing. We had such a fun time out on the lake. We actually caught quite a few fish, but they were all tiny little things. That's okay thought because Sam LOVED it! He has such a good daddy.