The fires are worse. Smoke and ash are flying around everywhere. The kids can't go outside and play so they are grumpy.

So, whats a mom to do?

Why play twister, of course. Nothing beats an all out, knock down, drag out game of twister.


Here's Hubby hiding his face from me.

Poor Samantha, she is trapped under her brother. You can barely see her in this pic.

This is what happens when you fall down. You become the spinner and wait for the next game.

Paige (4) getting in on the action. She most enjoyed trying to make everyone fall down.

The face after you are told that was the last game and it is time for bed.







They did have a good time, and it was great for getting some energy out of their system.

I let Garrett (9) and a friend go outside and play hand ball against the garage for about 15 minutes. Within seconds my yard was filled with kids so glad to get out of the house for a few moments. After 15 minutes Garrett was wheezing and not sounding very good. Back inside we went.


Our little neighborhood has become a refugee camp of sorts. Several neighbors have relatives waiting out the fire here. Their were so many cars parked on our little culdesac that we thought for sure someone was having a party. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. My neighbors mother keeps calling her house to see if the answering machine picks up. We assume that if it does it means the house is still in one piece. As of this morning it was still picking up. They are so very thankful.

I heard this morning that 265,000 people have been evacuated. That number is just staggering.

Please pray the winds stop and our exhausted firefighters can get a handle on these fires.

Also, go outside and smell your fresh air. Take a big whiff for me OK? I can't wait until this is all over and we can open up all the windows in the house and air out a little.

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