The Westberg


So it has been a bit since I have logged onto my blog site. I took a brief hiatus to 1. Have some summer fun with the kiddos, and 2. Get my site working on iphones and ipads. (yay!) I'm moving up in the world. First it was the flat screen TV, still small, but much better than our 20 year old 17" tube telly (TV), ipads, which at first I thought a total waste of money, but now I can't live without mine (how else would we look up mysterious words and the multitude of kid questions that stymie Ron and myself!). Now all we need to do is update the Ghetto blaster, I kid you not! Ok, well it does look nicer than the one in "Say Anything" but technically, although we have the speakers detached, I do think that I could carry it on my shoulder!

Ok, enough about us moving into the 21st century with our electronics...

The Westburg kids were so awesome! I knew that Claire and I were kindred spirits when she commented on one of the locations. "It looks like a painting." And I said "THAT is EXACTLY what I thought when I saw that spot!" She even had a few modeling moves that she wanted to try out on me-something close to jazz hands and arm lift, and there may have been a little hip action to boot. Pretty cute!

Jacob, was less enthused about pictures, but totally put up with the gaggle of gals, and particularly loved the tree climbing at the end. What's not to love?

Our only hiccup, and there always has to be one was...So there was this great spot, I loved how the light hit the golden grass, and the gorgeous maple tree in the background. I saw a bee, and ignored it. Then Jacob commented on another bee. Between you and me, I HATE bees. In fact, I am not an epi pen candidate, but I can assure you that I blow up like a balloon. Needless to say, I am not a fan. But there were kids around so of course instead of running away like a crazy woman, I calmly said, "oh, no problem, and fanned it away." I was totally channeling Ghandi "keep your words positive because your words become your behavior." That is until I saw three more bees and two stings and looked down to realize there was a nest beneath the earth. What? "Run like the wind!" I wanted to scream, but instead settled for "let's move to a different location." I swear I had to drive sitting sideways since my errrr, backside, well, one cheek to be more specific, had enlarged twice its size. (Is that totally inappropriate to say on a blog?) Luckily, the kids were spared!

Anyhow, thank you Westberg kids!