On Monday we had Jacob's party. We invited a few boys to come over and go minature golfing. It was way to hot with very little shade.....I think it may have been the fastest game of golf ever!
The boys kept playing at the same time which is one reason they seemed to just fly through each section.
Sunday was Jacob's 8th birthday. It seems like he was just turning 3.
Tonight we celebrated as a family over at my parents house. Monday we are having a little party for him.
My brother Brett brought over this little motorcycle. I took it for a little spin. I had never been on anything like this before and Brett didn't give me the greatest instructions before my trial run. I didn't take a spill, but the bike sure did! For some reason I forgot to let off the gas and was trying to slow it down with the brakes, but it just kept going faster and faster. So I let my feet drag on the ground and jumped off and the bike crashed without me! I'm hoping none of my neighbors were looking out their windows. Brett gave me a better lesson and then I drove it all around our front yard....I was a little to scared to take it back out into the street.
Riding all over my parents back yard. 
Brett also brought water guns for all the kids to play with.
It was in the 90's today and I think the massive water fight at the end of the day was the highlight to Jacobs birthday.
There is a really large Spruce tree there that is just under 300 feet tall. It's estimated to be around 500 years old.
All the McKean's....except for me....someone had to take the picture! (Emily complained that I'm never in the pictures, that's because I'm the one always behind the camera.)
Mike, Jenny, Kim, Tom and Mickey
We went to the Museum of Flight this weekend.
Jacob liked the hot air balloon and my nephew Trevor enjoyed sitting in a Blackbird.
This was up in the air traffic control tower. The computer screen that the boys were looking at had every plane that was being tracked in the air in the U.S. They both watched planes coming into land with binoculars.
The woodwork on these old planes was quite beautiful.
Does this pilot look like Brad Pitt or what?!? (Mike says this was my favorite part of the day.) His name was Captain George Ashmun. He flew in the South Pacific and was shot down. Mike has always put up with my crush on Brad, but I do have to say he isn't my favorite anymore because of Angie!
which took a lot of work for 
As you can see the dogs are quite bothered by her! (Not Really....they seem to like her....Charlie our tabby cat is tolerating her.)
Mike wanted to go to the Freedom Festival in Tacoma today.....I told him I didn't want to go because there was probably to many "gangster type people" there. (Tacoma can be a little on the scary side sometimes.) So tonight we somehow went to a firework show with a bunch of rednecks instead.
