Summer Vacation, Part II

In August, we went to Maine for Ken and Nancy's 45th wedding anniversary. You know it's a good time when the state troopers have to come! The kids were playing in the basement with their cousins when we received a call from a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Someone from our number had called them and hung up, and the dispatcher was concerned about "screams and sounds of a struggle."

Cole, Jay, and their two cousins were playing in the basement. We could hear them running around and jumping on the beds. Somehow we figured out that they were involved.

We assured her that there was no emergency, but a few minutes later, two Maine state troopers knocked on the door. The culprits got a lecture from one state trooper while the other tried (rather unsuccessfully) not to laugh at the kids' stricken looks. The troopers were very nice about it
The four cousins (looking innocent):

Sometimes Pop Pop got involved (or instigated) the craziness:

We all had a wonderful trip. Even now, Jay will say, "I want to go back to Maine. I miss Maine." We assure him we'll go back again and he wants to pack his bags immediately.