My Heroes...

I got my camera back from the repair shop a few weeks ago and have been spending some time going over the pictures from the beginning of our summer. There is a lot of stuff in there. I don't know if I have the brain space to blog about all of it...

Our new house is a little weird. The weirdest thing (to me) is an indoor-outdoor room right in the middle of the house. We call it the atrium. I don't know what it is for or what we should use it for--but there it is.

When we first moved in there were a couple of very small wasp nests in the atrium.

My brilliant husband and my dutiful son decided they were going to get rid of the nests.

Their plan for wasp nest removal? Shoot the nests down with a Nerf gun and a BB gun. I don't know what the Nerf-ball bat was for? Perhaps Will was going to beat the wasps off of Wyatt with it?

Wyatt found some classy eye protection and those boys got to work.

I got 911 punched into my cell phone, gathered the girls inside and waited for the imminent wasp attack.

Fortunately, this was one of those rare moments where I was wrong (rare, rare, rare). The nests were shot down and no one was stung to death.

Now we have a weird empty room in the middle of the house that we can use (for who knows what) with out fear of wasp attack.

Until the wasps decide to seek revenge for the senseless destruction of their homes.