I am hoping I survive this week.  It's only day 3 and I have cranky little people on hand.  Or rather...tempermental.  They've had some good spurts.  Some of it is likely being tired.  We had a busy weekend.  Chris and Alexa flew down to Boston early Saturday morning for an afternoon/evening Red Sox game and lots of walking.  The twins and I did a drive to Auburn for Girl Scout supplies.  And because they kept talking at me I got sidetracked and went nearly 20 minutes in the wrong direction!  But we made it there eventually and home again.
 Alexa, Flat Stanley, and Bobby Orr...whomever he is :)
Then on Sunday we had another long drive to go down to Portland to pick Chris and Alexa up at the airport.  I made great time down and had nearly an hour to wait for the train.  So we went over to Deering Oaks to play on their playground.  The kids had a blast and only one injury each.  Jake managed to slip on the woodchips when bending over to pick some up to throw and whacked his head on a post.  Not hard enough to bring about tears, but enough to embarass him in front of the boys who were throwing chips.  Liz decided to try and let go while on a spinning seat.  Luckily I was right there.  I wasn't able to actually catch her but was able to control her fall so she didn't get hurt.  After meeting the train we headed over to Hadlock to enjoy a baseball game.  Well...enjoy it as much as you can enjoy a game that is so slow it'll put you to sleep with kids that don't want to sit still.  But they had a blast eating ice cream and wandering the bleachers.
before the game... 
trying to find a comfortable viewing position...
