Wet Star-Spangled Breakfast

Every year we have our traditional Signs family breakfast and water fight! The whole idea is to celebrate the birth of this great nation by getting as stuffed and soaked as humanly possible. This year we accomplished that very well.

Grandpa cooks scrambled eggs for an army! Check out that enormous cast iron frying pan!Here's the mouthwatering menu :Giant Belgium waffles with strawberries, blueberries, whipped cream and incredible homemade buttermilk syrup, scrambled eggs, sweet and salty brown sugar bacon, sticky butterscotch monkey bread, tons of fresh fruit with cinnamon dip, milk and juice. My mouth waters just thinking about it! Hey Nathan, where is your fruit? Fruit is healthy, you know, and its really important to always eat healthy.Caleb makes his own version - licorice waffles. Why not? Strawberry licorice -that's almost fruit.Farai, Kylee, and Miclele, my high-kicking friends from tae kwon do, took a break from a hot day of moving to join us for a big meal and a turn on the massage chair. They did NOT want to get back to work after that.Farai insisted he needed to go before the water fight began. Chicken? -um, I mean wise! Ya, that's it, wise. (Note to self: it is never smart to call a black belt 'chicken'). But he couldn't resist taking a few shots on the kids before he left.The troops are restless, rallying for a fight! Grandpa makes the first move at Derek - it is "the shot heard 'round the yard!"

The battle begins - kids (I'll call them the redcoats) versus adults (patriots - for sure).I'm sure glad we have Rambo on our side. Oh, wait, that's Uncle Ossil.Nathan pulls out the big gun - the really, really, really big ginormous gun! Dylan is ready for a fight! Would you want to mess with this guy? He is also a man of action, and guts - lots of guts for shooting right at my camera. I'm gonna kill him!
Done! Don't mess with a mom and her photography equipment, boy.
Alex weapon of choice was a cooler - and his favorite target - Grandma!Here's grandma, looking so patriotic.

Meanwhile, grandpa is engaged in his own battle with Nathan. It seems to be a fair fight.
Nobody messes with Luke and that powerful weapon he has. Oh no, he is pointing straight at me! It's all over.

Afterwards, we all dry off by trying Grandpa's new trikke. It is a lot harder than it looks.

In the end we could say "Mission Accomplished" because we were all as stuffed and soaked as well as exhausted, and happy as possible. Until next year when the battle picks up again, and I will, hopefully, find a gun even bigger than Nathan's.