Recent Activities in Phoenix

This last weekend we went on a camping trick with our church. I was REALLY excited about goign all week, because Danielle has pretty much shut me out of camping for the last 11 years. So this was a chance to show her how awesome it could be. Like many things involving the family, it was about as awesome and awful as it could be. The awful part was thinking it was a 2 hour drive and having it be nearly 4 hours, showing up in the dark, not being able to get the tent up by myself, missing all the campfire skits and singing, and being doggedly sick. The awesome part was the scenery, the great company, the traditional campfire food, the kids playing all over the place with so many other kids. Poor Danielle couldn't sleep because it was a new place.










This truck cracked me up. Who is this world puts a wrap on their vehicle to say "I am the best auctioneer in the world, I won!" We ran out of battery on the camera, otherwise we could have grabbed some other interesting pictures in Tucson, like "The cool church"





This place is called Pichaco peak or something like tht. From a distance both directions it looks like a volcano, but not up close.









Last weekend after spending time at the Tempe Play day or whatever it was called, I sat at a Barro's pizza under a mister so I could watch a football game--since our tv doesn't have cable. Poverty is lame.











Lately Danielle has been wanting another minivan. She saw this one at the side of the road and jumped out and took pictures.

Diamondbacks game.

Two weeks ago we went to a Diamondbacks game. The girls got tickets for reading through the local library, our tickets were real cheap. Unfortunately, that was a nightmare day. Stefanie had been nice enough to take us to breakfast at Cracker Barrel in the morning, and McKay was just pure evil. Okay, maybe only 50% evil, but he was in a rotten mood. By the time we went to an evening ball game, he was just awful. I had to chase him all around the top of the stadium. Meanwhile, Gabi talked the ear off of a boy who didn't want to talk to her. We lost the game 9-1. None of the players I remembered being on the team last year were still on the team. Danielle wanted to know if we should eat out afterward...oh man, that would have been like pouring lemon juice in an open wound...we went home, mercifully.

In this last pic, you can see Sebastian from our last neighborhood, who came with his dad.