I think the real me is most happy barefoot and pregnant

Sometimes I think I really contradict myself. For instance, I am truly a girly girl. I started using hairspray and painting my nails when I was like 6. I have loved perfume, lip gloss, and dressing up for as long as I can remember. I love high heels and going out for a nice dinner. I loved our anniversary trip to Chicago back in March. Nice hotel, great shopping at ridiculously high end shops (and when I say "shopping" I mean "looking"). And then there is the other side of me. I grew up in the country. We had huge gardens and raised chickens. I was barefoot from May till October. And that is the side of me which breathed in the smell of dirt and campfire smoke the instant we got out of the truck Friday afternoon and grinned. Dave is an outdoors guy if I've ever met one. He'll do the fun fancy stuff for me every now and then, and he enjoys it to a certain extant, but his real love lies in making fires, being outside, on a boat, in the grass, whatever - it's what he loves. So, as you can imagine, this past weekend of camping was so much fun for each one of us! It was the first time we "really" camped (meaning not in our yard or grandma and grandpa's yard 8 miles away) since having the boys. Turns out they are miniature Dave's. :) Their love of the outdoors was evident in dirty faces (and legs, and arms, and hands...) huge grins, days full of fun and giggles. It was so wonderful to be with my parents and all four of my siblings, their spouses, the nieces and nephews. Good chaos. Full, tiring days. So much sunshine. Peaceful nights listening to the waterfall near where we were, and too much food.

Here we are. All five of us. The span between me, the youngest, and my oldest sister April is only 8 years. Love them all so much! {Yes, I had been enjoying the camp food. Quite alot.} Brothers, Ben and Eric, and sister Trisha, me, and April.

Noe with Grandpa. This little boy loves his grandpa!

Little boys in their element!

Big boys pretending to be little boys... And don't mess with me and my sisters playing Dutch Blitz. Seriously. It's scary. Little boys who look alot alike. Could pass for brothers, but they're cousins. Here's Levi - And Noe - Not like their mama's look that much alike or anything. :) My sister Trish becoming Noe's hero. :) Trish with little boys. There were little boys every where. :) My mom and dad. How cute are they? :) Peacefulness.