What fun we've had lately! I feel like each member of our family has been developing at warp speed, revealing distinct, growing, wonderful personalities. Here's the latest:
Eric has become more confident with life as a resident. I almost blush when I hear him say, "Hi, this is Dr. Brinton returning a page." Is this real life? At the dinner table when we talk about our days, everyone agrees that the happiest part is when Daddy comes home. Once he even came and surprised us at the pool:

Another time he and I had an "up-late date" after the kids went to bed. I got some delectable Cheesecake Factory desserts for the occasion (Did you know that July 30 is National Cheesecake Day? All the cheesecakes were half-price.).
Jacob must be anticipating his kindergarten days, because he seems more responsible, more curious, and more helpful than ever. Recently he's been initiating these fun mural activities: he'll research a type of environment and then illustrate it in detail. Including the research, this rainforest project kept him busy for about three hours. He even labeled things like "giant lily pads" and "decaying matter." Of course I help him with the projects, finding books and websites for him to study, and then looking up answers to the multitude of ensuing questions!

Oh, how I'll miss him when he goes to school! The other day we were playing Outburst and he was giving me clues for the topic "Animals in Australia."
"You've almost got them all, Mom. There are only two left, and one has a womb in it."
(At this point I'm wondering when he's learned about wombs, and especially why he thinks that the kangaroo and wallabies don't have them.) "A womb? Well, I guess I don't know."
"OK, I'll just tell you. It's a wombat."
Darling
Zachary must be on an emotional growth spurt. He'll be a barrel of fun one moment, and then a crying mess the next! The breakdowns mostly have to do with a spilled dinner item, a soiled shirt, or some other unbearable condition ("I HAVE A SNEEZE, MOM!"). Other times they have to do with Michael. Yesterday, for example, I asked Zachary to share his bag of cookies with his younger brother. Zachary quickly folded the bag to his chest and announced, "The cookie market is closed!" We'll have to work on that one.
At least he didn't have to worry about Mike yesterday, when I took the big boys to a professional production of Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile in D.C. (The library gave out tickets as part of their summer reading program. The prizes in summer reading are always amazing--last year we got free books and IMAX tickets).
Mike, besides the aforementioned scuffles with the brothers, is generally a happy guy. Make that a spirited, happy boy! The first week that he went to a new nursery at church, he successfully lead all the kids in pounding the table rhythmically and chanting, "No way! No way!" He also loves to run around our living room-kitchen circle yelling, "Train track! All aboard!" This can go on for ten minutes or so. What a riot!

I'm doing my best to keep the family happy, clean, and fed; the house, clean. And if that's all that I get done for the next few weeks, it will be enough! It's about two weeks until the new baby arrives, and my heart is already full of joy for his new little brother.
P.S. Some pictures of our trip to the Washington D.C. temple today: