Thursday, March 31, 2016

Spring Everywhere

Hmm, where was I?  I don't know why, but it seemed forever before spring break finally arrived.
We've been having a big time since, playing with babies and helping Rae and Michael at their new place and trying to clean up outside, then Easter, then Playdate.  Never a dull moment.

We went to Drummer Boy's to hunt eggs.  Much excitement all around.

Is that a bit of red I see in her hair. ?

 In this lavender field a couple of posies are missing.

Much of the last five days Mr. Smiley has spent just like this, although he, thankfully, isn't too picky upon which chest he resides. He has been so sick with a respiratory virus that nearly landed us in the hospital.  He is finally better, but not his wild and crazy self just yet.  While we've all enjoyed that extra canoodling, we're ready for him to be all well.
My other sweet posey is on the beach with her Mama.  
After Easter was 
Playdate and though I found the creek frosty, my little creek urchins weren't bothered a bit.

Who are these near men?  I can't stand it.

 I attended a sunrise Easter vigil for the first time and I loved the dark to light, the celebration of baptisms and Jesus, well all of it.

Hope Easter and all the hope it holds, was a sweet one for you. 

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

More Wild Times

Well, Mr. Bean made it to state finals in swimming in Indy. We hadn't anticipated that, as he just moved up to another age bracket. I planned to go on Saturday, but sadly Glenda's son-in-law died on Tuesday and his memorial service was Saturday.  Lucky for me, I have some dear friends in Indy who welcomed me so I was able to head that direction after the service and stay overnight. I watched his event on Sunday morning.
I so enjoyed  having some time with friends and an opportunity to have dinner and visit with their sweet girls and families. Too long since I had seen the grandchildren, each one as dear as the next.

And what about this littlest bit. 

Tonight at dinner, we heard a very big, loud noise. The neighbors tree fell across the road on the garage. Have mercy and thank you Lord, that it happened just twenty minutes after my little and big sweeties were right there. Handy Man wasted no time hauling out the chain saw- music to his ears.

 Then it was time to haul the limbs to the wood pile.  Great to have helpers, huh?
 Mr. Smiley had seen Pap and his Papa roll two big logs across the road, so after wrestling this limb half way up the hill, he stopped and said, "Roll!"

 Well, that isn't all I've been up to, but that's enough for now.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Still Whirring Over Here

Settling in after many years to four more people in the house.  Because my siblings and children live close, we've actually never had a houseguest for an extended stay since Noriko was here when the kids were 15 and 17.  We are adjusting and having a big time as well.
The best part of waking up, is snuggling with a sweetest boy.
 Thursday was Bean day and we'd been anxious to do a little watercoloring. Gardner E. joined us for the evening.
 I have to say, these are the experiences that bring me great joy. When my table is full of well fed family and friends, and a 2, 4, 11, 30 something, 50 something and 70 something are gathered around enjoying the painting.

 Bean wanted to do a hiking picture.  I am now questioning why in the world I took the picture before he finished it, but I can't remember.  I loved it. He likes to hike with his dad and he's going to frame it.
 On Saturday, I travelled west at the crack of dawn to a swim meet.  Bean made state (way to go), so I'll be headed north this weekend.  After his morning events, I brought Missy Bugg home with me to save her from six hours of bleacher sitting.  Two wee boys were mighty happy to have her visit.
We use scented markers to color the beads we made two weeks before.  I like that homemade modeling clay.
 You don't do anything, I'm telling you, without hearing a tiny voice, "Sit in you lap."  Who can resist that face?
 We created beautiful beads of all sorts to create lovely necklaces.

I believe I mentioned here that back in October my students signed to Glenda's recording. I begin to think I would never get it. Finally I was able to view it this week. Be still my heart.