Love to laugh
Happy Easter!
An empty crown means lots of grace in the kids’ heart (and a small token gift on Easter Sunday).
Easter Sunday means sunrise Mass (in the parking lot) at 6:00 a.m. LOVE it!
Arriving home we stopped to watch two hot air balloons lift off from the empty lot next to Ingles. What a beautiful sight at sunrise on Easter morning. We are spoiled to see them most mornings, especially on the weekends.
Thanks Gramma & Papa for Clare’s easter bunny.
An egg hunt means we discovered a few things growing that I hadn’t yet seen. I love spring!!
Happy Easter from us.
Grandma & Grandpa have arrived
Welcome to Atlanta! Grandma & Grandpa being in town means there’s a little play.
(BTW…we highly recommend the game Distraction. Fantastic!)
A little “pretend” play with real tea and cake.
Video games (ipad style this time).
Life as usual.
Taekwondo Class…a little high blocking, kicking, jumping, running, all things wonderful.
A little warming up to our guests.
… and of course lots of baby snuggles, laughs and play. (She might be just a little bit partial.)
Spring at a friend’s front door
This is seriously the coolest thing I’ve seen! Joneser you win for the best videography AND blog content this year! Seriously in love with this…wonder how I can use this for some science lessons. This is awesome!!!
Mary is a friend from college and one of our bridesmaids.
(Mary is on the far right in this picture.)
In fact, she caught the bouquet. (Which we actually almost forgot to even toss before leaving for our honeymoon.)
Sadly, it has been so long since we’ve seen one another…pre-children I think even. In fact, I’ve never even got the privilege of meeting her dear husband (nor their beautiful children).
I have, however, gotten the great pleasure of introducing her to the world of the digital scrapbooking. She has made some seriously fantastic books and canvas prints for her wall. It’s been really fun to connect again and to share the things I love so very much…photography and stories of our children and husband.
Mary is the queen of detail…simple details. You know the ones that make a difference without being cluttered and fussy. Her blog title says it all. It’s been a fun journey to see her venture forth in the blogging world.
366 day project
Yep. I am caught up! (I won’t mention that the 2011 book still isn’t finished. Bummer.)
Strawberry Yumminess
Ahhhh….strawberries fresh off the vine.
My husband threatened to disown us for driving 1.5 hours to gather organic strawberries. YUMMY.
We have wanted to pick strawberries for years, but there’s not a patch close to our home. Is it worth driving, really?
Mikey, is my comrade. It’s a tough competition though as Clare is seemingly always attached to my hip. However, Michael is with me by choice, because he wants to be. I love this boy! He shared his strawberry excitement and the hunt for the perfectly red berry.
My nephew, Julius, wasn’t much for a long-term strawberry hunt, but he loved carrying the bucket.
Yep. I think we’ll be back next year! Washington Farms in Watkinsville, GA is fantastic!
Good Friday…great blessings
Our Good Friday traditions include extra sacrifices. We drink only water. We try to disconnect from the normal, everyday distractions. We spend the time together. We prepare for Easter. We clean and we spend the 3:00 hour in silence. I was so lame this year and misplaced my CD of the Sorrowful Mysteries AND the one for the Stations of the Cross. Good grief!
Okay, so it’s minutes before our silence and I have no materials to guide the youngest audience in the HOUR of silence. Thank God for ready access to the internet. We enjoyed this version of the Stations of the Cross…it was a great treat for our kids to “see” the passion.
We also tried a new little something…homemade bread for dinner. Actually, we were able to get the bread mixed and set to rise while we were in our hour or silence. The kids were so anxious to lift the tea towel at 4:00 and see if our bread had worked. OH MY. Everyone was excited.
A little fresh strawberry from today’s adventures…
Oh yes. Fantastic bread. A great treat for this day of sacrifice. (Yes. In our house we climb on top of the counters.)
