…is over. All in all, it was fine. I’m glad school’s back, though. As are the boys. They didn’t realize how bored they were.
I got some good pics of the kids in various summer-fun-type situations. I tried to get pics of Hubby, but as he’s photo-phobic, I kept getting pictures of the back of his head. I did get one or two good ones of him at the Renaissance Faire in Annapolis last weekend. That was a great time. Jousts and elephants and turkey legs and people walking around in armor and tights (and those jester costumes are really snug. I saw some very attractive backsides). The shows were pretty good, too. I have been ear-wormed for a week by two nuns singing about the five constipated men in the Bible. (The first was Cain, and he wasn’t able. Hee!)
Middle Son, Youngest Son, and BFF’s daughter at Busch Gardens, trying to Irish jig to the music of a mechanical leprechaun:
Middle Son and Youngest Son in the stocks:
Oldest Son pelting opponents with water balloons:
The whole fam-damily dressed like idiots (um, like a village wench, a friar, a squire, Robin Hood, and a pirate) at the Renn Faire:
And a good time was had by all!