I just bought fabric for Piper's birthday dress. I think it is time to rearrange some furniture to establish a new sewing nook. That is considered normal in Spring time, right? I can lump myself in with the spring cleaners, right?
My husband was very nice when I told him some big furniture might want to migrate.
A high of 53 degrees today and Blake said he just had to get in the water.
He cried the whole way home after playing around waist deep in the water because he was frozen. Wails of "I am never going to the beach again" were quickly replaced with happy smiles after a hot bath and some warm food.
Ellen was in charge of a crew last week to help on the final push of getting the garden ready for planting. Andrew now has sciatica after working hard alongside the team! With a little stretching and online seed shopping, he will be as good as new.
I just put ourselves on every free wood chip waiting list around town. It will be nice to get some mulch in the walkways so my house isn't the mudpit landing zone.
I put some plants in my planters. It looks fun with life in it. The kids are a bit bummed their digging holes are off limits now.
We dyed eggs for Easter Eve so the Easter Bunny would have yummy snacks to munch on (they do live off of hard boiled eggs and carrots, right?).
Left on our porch with a note for the Easter Bunny:
Dear Easter Bunny, We would love to have treats.
Ellen witnessed a lot of "third child" parenting when she was here and the Easter Bunny seems to have gotten tangled up in that too. When he runs out of Easter Baskets he improvises with a wonderful Thanksgiving cornucopia basket. What a clever bunny.
Look, here is my friend Nick (below in the green shirt). He teaches at a school in Castro Valley. He chaperoned high school kids on a choir ensemble workshop in Seattle.
I dragged Mia to watch the kids sing and then we did a mini tour of the University of Washington.
Here are Nick's kids being coached by a fabulous person. I don't know who he is, but he would listen to the choir, suggest things, and then they would improve leaps and bounds. I wish I had his knowledge of music.
It must be spring because our chickens have started laying more eggs. Andrew makes the best sourdough bread so breakfast is always a treat now.
I am sore all over from moving all of the repurposed concrete. I originally wanted to create a pathway under the yew tree, but I settled for making raised beds and will fill in the path with free wood chips from the local tree trimmers. Imagine more dirt and happy plants for the complete effect.
Thanks everyone who supported Reade's Hop-A-Thon for Muscular Dystrophy. I went in to watch him hop and the kids were broken into small groups so they could hop individually. The boy before Reade hopped over 600 times! Reade went on hopping after I stopped the video.
His whole school hopped so much that they will be able to send a child to MDA summer camp!
Reade got home and said this to Blake:
"You know Blake, we didn't actually have money fall from the sky."
After some explanation, I found out that Reade thought "raising money" meant he would be jumping up and trying to grab money.
Flag football season is underway. He loved it and I loved it. These are real men coaching real boys. No fluff, just pure football. Why do I love the sound of coaches' whistles so much?
It was raining and my legs almost froze off after standing for two hours on the sidelines. The kids didn't mind the rain and cold at all. Some were in shorts and short sleeves. The parents said goodbye to each other through chattering teeth.