My husband went off to work in his study this morning.  It was going to be just your average day with a renewed attempt on my part to overcome the household clutter.  Then I got a call from my husband.  Stop what you're doing, it's Family Day!

We got the kids fed, dressed, and ready to go.  Our morning consisted of playing tennis--or at least trying to play tennis.  We mostly just hit the ball around.  Susan  tackled tennis with her "Can-do" attitude and wants to continue practicing.  The other kids took breaks and found things to occupy themselves.  Elizabeth monitored an inch worm she named Inchy.  Martin used up the wet wipes cleaning the van.  Theodore chewed on a tennis ball and played on a blanket under a tree.

After that we went to Subway and then to Wal-mart for some new storage crates and much needed light bulbs for the hallway.  We also picked up some car wash sponges--thanks to Lizzy's suggestion to wash our vehicles-- and some squirt guns.  I got more wet wipes that I kept far away from Martin.

We proceeded home with the promise to wash the van and car after a nap.  Once everyone was fairly rested we washed the vehicles and had some fun with the squirt guns that broke after about 10 minutes of play time.

We grilled pork chops for dinner and I made some killer salsa (my jalepenos are doing well from my garden).  

We sat around this evening reading some books and the paper and talked.

What a great day!  My house is still cluttered but I feel refreshed, thanks to the thoughtfulness of my dear husband!