Corn Hole Tournament and The Big Green Egg

Joe and Jeremy entered themselves in a corn hole tournament in Augusta in hopes of winning all and each taking home a Big Green Egg.  Too bad our boys got paired up with some corn hole "leaguers"  from Atlanta and were beat out of the tournament.  It's okay though!  The boys had a great time and so did we.  Amanda and I dropped by with the kids and enjoyed tasting some yummy food straight off the BGE.  They cut down the price of the eggs since they were being cooked on this day.  So yes, Jeremy came home with one anyway and has been in love ever since.  Here's some pics from the weekend, including Father's Day...when he actually pulled it out and cooked on it.  We've been cooking on it every weekend since.

Superwoman's hubby...."Superman".  

These two don't miss a beat when it comes to their babies.

Greer making one of the twins hold his hand.  I think this is John...but I'm not positive.  

They have to be standing next to each other for me to tell.

The boys in action!  We spend many fun afternoons in the front yard letting the kids play while the daddies practiced their corn hole game.  

Little boys at the big boy table.  They are not so little any more!  

Sweet Kate and Greer

Mom of course wanted a picture with Joe and Amanda's family...

I think she is pretending she has a big family.   

Mom's famous crab nachos....by request!  This was the celebratory corn hole dinner. 

We were celebrating the boys' hard work and participation!

Happy Father's Day to one of the best daddies I know!  

We love you to the moon and back.  I'd say Jeremy had a good one for sure!!  

He has been talking about an egg for a long while now.  

The BGE love has started!  The Juicy Lucy cheeseburgers with the cheese in the middle have been my favorite so far....as well as the wild boar sausage.  Cannot wait to learn more recipes and hopefully become inspired to cook more this summer.  Cooking this time of year is so dull for me.  This girl is perfectly fine with a blt, pizza, or bar b q take out from the clubhouse.  For some reason, the colder seasons are better at keeping me in the kitchen.