Every good golfer knows that practice and a few superstitions are they key to a good round of golf. Alex has been diligent in practicing his golf swing almost everyday with a little help from Dad and Logan. He even brought his clubs over to his "my-cation" at the Rosenbergs Friday afternoon. When he returned, he decided that goggles are a necessary accessory for hitting the golf ball super far. He searched around the garage and found a pair of Jeff's swim goggles that seemed to do the trick.
"Hmmm... what could make my game even better?"
"These might do the trick..."
"Looking good!"
Beautiful hit!
A quick survey of the course with new binoculars will help with the next putt.
Alex has been "pretending to be Logan" in the morning this summer while we wait for him to come over. This game involves him running out to the mailbox to get the newspaper, bringing it to the door, ringing the doorbell to let me know it has arrived, and then hiding somewhere until I come find him. How this is Logan-escapes me, but it is a favorite game. This morning, Elena beat him to it! She was so excited about her success, she refused to give the newspaper up and browsed through the sections of the Wall Street Journal on the driveway while we waited for Logan to come over to play.
Meanwhile, Alex is already swimming laps.
No hands necessary for our little mermaid in her 
Elena took a drink break from all the flying.
And then practiced her modeling walk in Dad's huge shoes.
The boys head out from the pool to get dried off.
Alex took a minute to look cool in Jeff's baseball cap.
While drying off, the kids spotted the cell phone in the pool bag, and both wanted to play it immediately.
Elena did not react well to having to share, so hit her brother. She may be a small little girl, but she knows how to get her point across. 
Alex was a 
Julie is a pharmacy student at Butler University who babysat for Alex & Elena Thursday mornings during the past school year. The kids love her, in part since they baked cookies with icing and sprinkles every time she visited. This summer she stayed with us for four weeks while taking the hardest class ever- Organic Chemistry. Watching her study brought back memories of those stressful days! 
Whenever Julie was at class, Elena scrunched up her shoulders and asked "
The kids were not satisfied to read up on the war in Iraq, so turned their attention to putting their artistic skills to work instead. 
In no time, there were 20 paintings. Alex organized them all on the deck benches like an art gallery. He then took us on "a guided tour" where he discussed each piece while they dried in the sun.
