Daniel San... Paint the Fence

Today was paint the fence day... Well, more like stain the fence day. For those of you who don't know, we recently got a new fence. To commemorate this momenteous occasion, we decided to stain it. It helps keep its nice color and helps the wood stay good longer, blah blah... Finally, after months of deciding on what type of stain, water or oil-based, what color, Cedar or Transparent Redwood, we finally made a choice and today was the day. Basically, it was a LOT of work.... Let me re-emphasize a LOT. The close to 100 degree weather did not help either but we were able to get 2 sides of the fence done. Flashes of Karate Kid dialogue flashed through my mind... "Daniel San... Paint the fence... Up down. No left right."

We got help from the older 2 Clark boys, Rayden and Matthew who did a wonderful job. I'm sure the $10/hr per person we promised them and a free lunch helped provide motivation. By the time we were done, all 4 of us were "painted" in stain and sweat. Here's snippets from the conversation that transpired as I was driving the boys home:

"I'm going to throw this t-shirt away."

and

"I don't think I'm going out anymore today. I think I'm just going to go home and sit on the sofa all day."

And I totally believed them.

Here's some pictures I took of the guys working:

After we were showered and clean, because we felt we weren't tortured enough, Carter and I decided to take Mekayla to The Jungle Island to let her expend some of her pent up energy from being cooped up alone in the house all day watching Playhouse Disney and Noggin. She had a great time but the whole time we were there, the only thing that went through my mind was "Germs!!! Germs!!!" It didn't help that we found cat poop in the outdoor sand pit that she was playing in. ARRGGHHH!!!! And the staff was like, "Oh where is it? Okay thanks." Picks up poop with a dustpan and tosses it in the nearby trash. Whatever... It's just cat poop

That brings me to my next point. Why do we do things like this? We spend hundreds of dollars on a sandbox and nice clean pretty safe sand for Mekayla to play with and what do we do? We go to The Jungle Island so she can play with sand there. Not just any sand. Icky, rough sand with cat poop in it. It's craziness. Oh but she had so much fun.

Well, here's some pictures of Mekayla playing at The Jungle Island:

Here's the grand finale, a brief, not very clear video of Nadia that I took while Mekayla played: