Too much fun?

Is there such a thing as too much fun? If so, I think we're approaching it. We're neck deep in wringing out the last bits of summer before school starts up in a few weeks.  

After our big Baker City and Joseph excursion... we had a week to breathe, then took off on Saturday for the valley, met up with friends that evening for an impromptu pool party (the boys' first experience with a diving board), and spent the night in Salem. On Sunday we squeezed in a visit with Shadow (and a photo shoot of his new buddy, baby Ryan), then dropped the boys off with their cousins in Silverton for a sleepover, while Dave and I ventured off to Portland for our 4 day date, aka the Assistant Manager's Meeting (Les Schwab sponsored). My dad picked the boys up on Monday and brought them back to the beach for a few days of fun with Grandma Judy and Midge the beach dog... then we all met up again at the Portland Zoo on Thursday.  

Once home, we ran a few errands, did a few loads of laundry, and an aikido session for Max, then we were back at it on Saturday, with a trip to Tumalo State Park with the Silverton Cousins and the Bend Grandparents (and family dinner at Grandma and 'pa Prestidge's house)... and if that weren't fun enough, Sunday (today)  boasted a trip to Prineville reservoir (and all the boating fun you could want with our neighbor, and buddy, Ed) AND a birthday party (Happy 6th, Race!), AND a group dinner (most of the families from the birthday party) at Red Robin. Yes, I'm exhausted. I won't even tell you that we've got an equally busy week coming up, and another FUN vacation starting on Saturday for an entire week at Lake Chelan! Wahoo!!!!

So, I guess it could be true, that you CAN have too much fun. At least we're trying REALLY hard to find out.