Whoa....

We had one of those rock and roll weeks.

On Wednesday night, some friends of ours came up from Buhl, Idaho.

The Benson's youngest daughter -- just like Kean has that

double whammy:  Down's and cancer.

We got all the kids pizza while the adults went out

for a much deserved night out.

 The next morning, we joined the Benson's and two other cancer families

for a day up in the mountains for white water rafting.

 We had the absolute best time--- we are friends with

all these families and love being together.

 There is this organization, River Discovery that takes

cancer families out on the water for the entire day.

It is pretty close to heaven-- relaxing at times-- thrilling at others.

With beautiful scenery all along the way.

Reese didn't even make it ten minutes on the bus back to our cars.

I just wish I could have pulled that off.

 As if we didn't have enough excitement, we pulled off

on the way home and spent a half hour at our favorite

river side beach.

I don't know where the kids get their energy

rafting all day, rock diving on the way home.

 We got home in time for my cousins to pull in from out of state

for a quick over night stay.

I'm bummed I didn't get any pictures

because we love, love, love these cousins.

They left Friday morning.

Friday night, Byron and I sneaked out for a quick date night.

 We headed up to The Village complex

where we listened to live music and

checked in on our Baldapalooza booth.

We are just over one month away.

It is going to be epic (to quote Greer).

 Oh, and in between all that, we've picked over thirty gallons of

Blackberries.

Our little Kean wouldn't eat a thing for dinner tonight

(other than 8 grapes)

but I did get him to down a Blackberry milkshake

filled with three tablespoons of cornstarch.

The ones we had -- had to taste much better than his.

But he still downed it.

This boy.  Can't wait for him to be off all these drugs

that sure mess with him.