Don't know what to say

I know, I know, it's been a while since I last posted. I've had terrible writer's block. It's weird. So much goes on everyday that I could probably write about- yet I feel like I have nothing to write about. You know what I mean. So I'll just run down what's been going on since June 5. Cory went out of town for a M-F stretch and then came home Friday night. Then he left again on Sunday, Father's Day, and was gone again until Friday. So 2 full, straight work weeks he was gone with about 48 hours in between. Cory's mom, Denise, came from UT to help me. More like to lend me her arms, feet, and eyes. That's all I needed- just reinforcements for the daily stuff. Even with her here, sometimes we were not enough! My kids are crazy! Spencer learned how to crawl out of his crib one of those nights, so that was fun. Oh, and Ashley dropped 1 whole entire gallon of milk in the van- spilled the whole thing. My question to you is- what's grosser than gross? Answer-1 gallon of spoiled, rotten milk soaked into the carpet of your 2 year old van during 100 degree temperatures. That's really fun. But we did have a little fun this weekend, after we picked up Cory from the airport in our rotten milk van, we went up to the mountains to a berry farm and picked all sorts of blackberries, boysenberries, and raspberries. And right now I'm eating a delicous bowl of fresh berry cobbler. So good. I'll just post some pictures of what's been going on now:

The 3 girls at the berry patch with their buckets

Spencer had just woken up from a nap and took his first bite of a fresh, tart berry. He loved it.

We couldn't keep Spencer from eating them off the vine. Ashley was the winner of the berry picking contest.

Here is a few from the car as we drove around the hillside leaving the berry patch.

I couldn't resist putting this one in. Andi got into her sisters Hannah Montana-super cheap and it stays on forever- makeup. What a cutie.