Easter

Well I'd like to thank this Easter for letting me know that my kids are so so old. 

It was a little weird because we hid eggs and handed them colorful baskets and told them to go find the eggs, and it was just so obvious that Avery has aged out of this tradition. 

How. How has it slipped by so fast? I love my teens, but it's suspicious how much I don't remember them being children andor babies AT ALL. 

Is someone tricking me? 

Andrew is still a child. The thought of him growing any older is a horror story. How can this version of my silly boy possibly change into anything but a kid with skinny shoulders who spins round the kitchen while quizzing me on nonsense? 

Tonight before bed he came in my room and we played a round of ABC improve. Haha it was fabulous and random. I've never in my life mentioned improve to that child, but away we went with our story of me in a cage, and him not letting me out..."what do I look like, a BUTLER?"

Sunday night after our easter egg lesson, Andrew turned the eggs into a board game. 

Me and Avery stuck around to play it with him. It was a lot of Calvin Ball happening, but it was also really clever. The only problem was that there was no end in sight. 

At one point, about 20 minutes in, Avery got down on her belly and slid - literally slid - out of the kitchen over to the stairs. I keep cracking up about it. She just grinch belly snaked right out of the room. 

Andrew didn't even notice, but I kept laughing right out loud about it.

I stuck with it to the bitter end. Finally I said to Andrew "what is the end game? this could go on all night!" and he sped things along. 

haha I just love these kids. 

PS is life a blur to anyone else these days? I went to blog this and I swear I don't remember Easter. Good thing I have pictures. 

April and May are always the craziest! I am at the soccer field with Avery two hours every day, drive home, pick up baseballers, and turn right back around to hit the baseball fields for another two hours. What is happening? Good stuff though. Such good stuff. 

Spring Break

This year we stayed local because Jim worked most of the week (plus flying non-rev during spring break is insane).

We had such a fun week. It was reminiscent of summer - friends and sleeping in and adventures and late night neighborhood games. 

On Tuesday Jim had the day off, so we went to the Seattle Zoo. 

We haven't been since the kids were little - strollers and such. 

Click here to see how little we were

It was so fun to wander around with big kids. I watched all the moms and dads with strollers and babies and thought to myself "why would you ever do this with little kids?" but I know the answer to that. Sometimes the Mendoza Line is worth risking. 

The otters were a hit. So were the bears, primates. 

Wednesday Lindsay invited us to adventure on Lummi Island. We have never been before and it was so so fun!

I always thought you have to have some Native connections to go there, but you don't. It's open to everyone. But also Lindsay is my Native connection, and Anne has adopted a little Lummi boy, so I was covered no matter what.

That didn't stop the white lady from kicking us off her private beach (we were down were the tide was low, so I don't think it was actually part of her beach...We should have played the "these are our Native Lands card, but we didn't.)

The ferry ride is only about 5 minutes long, and can only carry 20 cars. Ferrys are always so exciting. 

Look at Evan enjoying the ferry breeze. It reminded me of this:

Look at that little cutie pie with his wild wild hair. 

We went on a little hike and found this tree rope. We spent a lot of time here.

We ate lunch at a beach, and searched for treasures with the metal detector. 

We found nails. 

Here we are heading over to get kicked off the lady's ocean that she owns. 

It was our favorite day of spring break for sure. I loved it. 

During spring break, but also the weeks before and after I read my new favorite book:

A Gentleman in Moscow. 

When I finished it, I made my friends read it and then I re-read it. 

I have never finished a book, then turned around and read it again, but here we are. 

It is perfection. It has been fun to discuss with friends. I just don't really know what to do with myself now that it's over. 

Friday we had a beach fire and ate hot dogs and made see-saws. 

Thursday we were pretty lazy, but eventually made it to rockpile,

and late that night we played some neighborhood kickball. 

Saturday was temple trip day!

It was Evan's first time. He had so much fun. See his fancy shoes? Yeah. 

Lisa stayed outside the temple with the little boys.

After we were done we went to see the Fremont Troll.

I love this for some reason. 

It went too fast. 

Life picked up real quick after the week was over. The boys' baseball games/practices are nonstop, but the bigger task is Avery's soccer season started, and I signed up to be the 7th grade coach because they only had one coach out there. 

There are 40 girls, and we don't cut anyone, so it's wild. 

So wild. I have had butterflies all week. I don't know why. But also I know why.