Camping (Finally!)

So we have been wanting to go camping all summer and just finally went this weekend. We went out to the coast and played on the dunes and stuff. We went with some friends from the ward, the Ellisons. It was so much fun. I love camping; the fire, the tent, the fire, the s'mores (as I believe has been previously stated). We had such good weather and even when we went to the beach on Sunday it was literally hot. I mean like could have been in a swimming suit hot. It was awesome. You really had to get your feet into the icy cold water just to cool down. It was perfect. Here are some pics from the fun weekend.

Playing at the dunes

The Ellisons and Us

The Campfire The kids both did really well. I think they'll like camping too.

Addy in her new hat. Yeah, it really was that hot for just a onesie!

Yet another family photo at the beach. Darling.

I also felt I should inform my fellow bloggers and friends who were so concerned for my welfare about traveling to Utah, about the final plan for my travels. My wonderful mom is going to fly into Portland where the kids and I will pick her up and she'll drive with us back to Utah. We're staying for like 2 1/2 weeks. Then JD will fly from Florida to Utah and drive back with us. I think it will be good. We'll let you know how it goes. We're getting excited to go. We leave on Saturday so if I fail to blog for a while that will explain my absence.

The More the Merrier

Do you ever feel like you are being glared at for having two kids that are relatively close? Or more than one kid? JD's brother and sister-in-law were here this weekend and I noticed this more than ever. They have three kids that are 7, 4, and 2, plus my two. Okay, so as you may know, I am from Utah and a lot of kids and close together families are just the norm there. You would never get looked at strangely or have someone grumble something under their breath because you have more than one kid in your shopping cart.

However, here in my dear sweet Eugene, and especially this weekend, it happens all the time. Twice, on two separate occasions, I caught people seriously glaring and talking about us. The favorite though was when we were walking along the river, my sister-in-law, myself, and the five kids, a guy about 45-50 rode by on his bike and said multiple times, "Birth control, birth control." Okay, I have to admit it was funny and my first reaction was to laugh. However, after a minute of thinking about it I really wanting to chase him down and throw something at him, so as to knock him off his bike and onto the hard pavement. I mean really, am I bothering you that much by having two children that the looks and comments are really that necessary?

Now I'll admit there are times that I feel a bit like a circus. I think we all have those days, and having five kids around only intensifies that feeling, but I mean come on. I just don't get it. It's weird to me that people are not only bugged by it but it seems to be actually putting them out of something really great. I mean, I'm pretty sure there's enough oxygen for all of us. Crazy. I really only intend on having one or two more, I'm not going overboard I don't think. I'll never be ashamed of my kids or my choices, this is just one of those times I wish I had something great to say at the right moment.