A quick trip...

This ginormous Merrill family just grew again.

Welcome, welcome little Kolter Wright.

We had to get down to Thatcher to meet this lil' fellow.

I can't believe that my baby is this massive dude. (He looks just like his Daddy when he sleeps).

You may be wondering why everyone is wearing ear pods?  Our sweet little Wyatt is a talker.  He specializes in repetitive talking. As in, "Dad!  Dad!  Dad!  Tountain (mountain)!  Up! Up! Up!  Dad!  Dad!  Dad!  Tountain!  Dad! Tountain!  Up!"  And that went on for 45 minutes.

Forty five minutes, people!

I couldn't get a picture of the other two kiddos from my seat... they were the lucky ones :)

We walked down to the little train car to get ourselves some yummy frozen yogurt.

I tried to get a group shot of these Merrill and MaGill cousins... 

I get an A for effort, I do believe.

Awww- big bro and lil' sis.

I got me some yummy cheesecake fro-yo.  You did notice that I said we walked here, right?  I totally deserved this cup of awesomeness.

Once our bellies were full and we sauntered back home,

we got our snuggle on.

Such a sweet angel boy.

After Kolter decided he wanted to eat, we headed to the pool.  And it was a bit chilly.

And, oh sweet niblets, there was a water slide.

 

 

Porter so wanted to go down one of those slides, but, alas, his scaredy-cat side came out (he gets that from me) and he couldn't quite get himself up there.

 

 Adi tried her hardest to convince him to go down with her...

But Porter was just too afraid that the lifeguard wouldn't catch him and he would suddenly forget how to swim.

Where was Wy-Fi during this swimming adventure?  Checking out the cool tractors at Grandma and Grandpa's farm with his Daddy.

He was in heaven, I tell ya!  This kid loves anything with a motor and wheels.

It was only a day trip, but it's always fun to see our Thatcher family!

Celebrating in Thatcher

I have about 3,457 pictures awaiting me to edit and post... they will not all make it.  But, in an effort to remain somewhat caught up, here is a condensed version of our Easter...

We continued forth in our (now) annual tradition of driving up to visit the Merrill family in Thatcher.

And of course, we went shooting.

Porter finally got to shoot his birthday present.

And he was awesome enough to make sure all of his cousins and sisters had a turn with it.

Some did a little skeet shooting,

while I did a little shooting of my own.

And Hannah did a little posing... look at that belly!

We ate lunch out in that dustbowl and the kiddos got a little exploring in while the guns were put away.

For dinner, we headed to (what I consider) our little park.

We barbequed up some burgers and hot doggies.

And had our egg hunt.

And- holy hannah- there was a moment when all of the kiddos were playing awesomley together, so Jessie and I tried to sneak up and get a picture of it...

As it turns out, I have no idea how to take action shots.  So we had them stop and tried to get a picture that way.

Yeah, right.