The weather has been simply outstanding all month. Temperatures have been in the 60's lately, and I can't even remember the last time we saw snow. We have been loving this. And the kids have been begging to play in the water. They have been begging me for days now. Since the thermostat hit 58 degrees a few days ago. They now think it is perfectly fine to take a dip in the pool. After all, in Minnesota, 58 degrees in March is HOT.
Well, those little kids didn't miss a beat. They ran home from the bus Wednesday afternoon, did their homework in record time, and were out the door in swim suits before one could barely utter "Hello." Working together, they hooked up the hose, found buckets, cloths, sponges, soap, and were off to work, using lots of relatively cold water on this supposedly hot day.
They were in bliss. Seriously happy. All of them just giddy to be playing in the water.
The other neighborhood kids looked on sadly, unable to play. Because all the other respectable neighborhood moms are intelligent enough to recognize that it was not, in fact, warm enough to be running around in swim suits until sunset, soaked from head to toe. And for their kids, I would agree.
But my kids seem to have inherited my broken internal thermostat that puts 73 degrees right up there with the world's hottest survivable temps on record. No kidding. A day like today may be breezy and cool to the rest of the world. But to my kids and I, if it gets any warmer, we will have to lock ourselves into our air conditioned home and see you all again in October when the weather becomes more reasonable again.

I have been putting it off for awhile, much to the disappointment of all of them. But I did promise them that they could wash the cars on Wednesday when it would be reaching about 70 degrees.
Well, those little kids didn't miss a beat. They ran home from the bus Wednesday afternoon, did their homework in record time, and were out the door in swim suits before one could barely utter "Hello." Working together, they hooked up the hose, found buckets, cloths, sponges, soap, and were off to work, using lots of relatively cold water on this supposedly hot day.
They were in bliss. Seriously happy. All of them just giddy to be playing in the water.
The other neighborhood kids looked on sadly, unable to play. Because all the other respectable neighborhood moms are intelligent enough to recognize that it was not, in fact, warm enough to be running around in swim suits until sunset, soaked from head to toe. And for their kids, I would agree.
But my kids seem to have inherited my broken internal thermostat that puts 73 degrees right up there with the world's hottest survivable temps on record. No kidding. A day like today may be breezy and cool to the rest of the world. But to my kids and I, if it gets any warmer, we will have to lock ourselves into our air conditioned home and see you all again in October when the weather becomes more reasonable again.
So play today, we must do. As our summer season is naturally short in this part of our country. But for us hot blooded folk, the number of comfortable, playable days is significantly shorter.
(Still pining for Alaska......perhaps someday........)


They took this opportunity as a dress rehearsal of sorts. What a great idea to get the stage fright out before the actual show.
Laura was placed in a position opposite her usual spot in the routine, and did her best to find the right places to be when necessary. She did not appear to be flustered or shy....she just did what she could in the situation dealt her. Being typically a shy girl in unfamiliar settings such as this, she did fabulously. I was quite proud of her! I think it also helped that she had quite a cheering section filled with a few siblings, as well as Grandma ? and Lyle.
Looking forward to the official recital in May!
Poker at home. Poker away. Poker online. Poker all night. Poker all day. The scary thing is, some of them have gotten quite good at it. So good, that talks have ensued about entering those poker tournaments you see on cable channels. And I think there exists a real possibility that a few of them could actually make it into one.

I find it so humorous that on nights that I really don't feel like playing (like tonight), I end up playing til the bitter end....like taking second this evening. 4 hours of playing...yeesh. The little kids are always so bored and I feel bad for them. If we continue to keep this up, we need to develop a plan for them so that they are having fun too.
The birthday boy was not quite so lucky.....he was one of the first ones out and had to spend the night watching everyone else play. Poor guy. Happy Birthday, Gramps!





Awesome trophies:





....somebody cute was working hard at practicing her crawling!
It's beginning to look a lot like Spring around here:


Perhaps it is because 
His smile is contagious, his energy invigorating, and his heart just so sweet. He took a severe liking to Crispy, and the other big boys as well.
I think it is simply adorable how he looked up to those boys with such wide eyes of admiration. And my oh my, does he give the best hugs!
He took a liking to Bethany right away, and was so helpful with her each day we were together. Bethany was enamored with him as well.....and that is quite a compliment, coming from such an unfriendly little baby that she is.









