Wedding Weekend
We took the Swinger west to celebrate Emily and Dan's wedding at Mt. Princeton Hot Springs. Nothing is finer than the view on 285 west as Princeton looms in the horizon. I can't wait to bag another fourteener this year. Once I convinced my husby waking up 8.5 months pregnant next to a keg was not the most ideal situation, things eased up. Let's just say the Swinger and I are on a break for a bit. We're still friends, I'm sure we'll get back together soon...
Damn It Feels Good to Be a Gangsta
Spring Has Sprung
Miss M, 2.5 years old |
It's so nice to have a boy the same age right next door to hang with... and his parents are pretty cool too. |
This photo is the only current proof I have that she let me put a bow in her hair...for a little while. |
The day really did have a light feel.
Miss K too... fresh from looking at schools in Texas... (they're literally dwarfing my mom). |
I guess that makes H the new freshman class. |
Closely followed by M1 and M2. |
Spring just brings such a nice change (dig Nancy rockin' the pig tails). |
It feels warm and hopeful as we too prep for the next big thing.
Basket Full Of Love
Color Me Paas
This is the first time Miss M got to Dye Easter Eggs. It was no surprise she really liked it, since she is so in to painting and coloring. I love how she is gushing in these photos.
It did surprise me to take a walk down memory lane - it has been years since I colored eggs myself. We used to use my mom's white tea cups, which were perfect for showcasing the colors and holding just one soaking egg, maybe two, if you had too many impatient kids.
D and I had to reign ourselves in from Project Managing this activity too much. Toddlers just don't have the finesse to lightly drop and egg into a bowl and let it marinate. They're more of the "plunk and turn and pick it out with your hand and drop it in another bowl and use the wire frame as an eye glass" types.
D gave me a hard time for buying brown eggs to do this but when you get down to the nuts an bolts of it, I still want to eat our harvest. All in all, we were pretty impressed with our color scheme turnout.
I can still feel that awkward sensation of holding out the wire frame and balancing and egg. When I was older, I became seasoned enough to sit for a while dangling an egg in the water to create a half and half colored egg.
It was also one of those things we did with our dad.
D and I had to reign ourselves in from Project Managing this activity too much. Toddlers just don't have the finesse to lightly drop and egg into a bowl and let it marinate. They're more of the "plunk and turn and pick it out with your hand and drop it in another bowl and use the wire frame as an eye glass" types.
Cheers to Spring!
Hello Spring
We welcomed the warmth last week with our first bout of strep and the all encompassing need for a popsicle. Since then, they have become a daily standard - the popsicles, not the strep. Every year I greet the warm weather like an old friend I missed madly over the past four months. Sometimes I don't know how I get through the winter and to be honest, the last month has been a challenge. I forget each year and then I find myself in the lull of February and now craving the need for the outdoors as a play option. Then magically we set our clocks forward, the days grow longer with more hours spent outside and sticky drippings find their way to bare feet. Mud replaces snow, mostly, and we watch our grass green. Everything thaws out, including me.
Freshly Squeezed
As the Green Streams By
There were lots of strange things in Denver's St. Patrick's Day Parade: Pirates, Germans in Liederhosen, Jeeps...but hey, who doesn't love a parade?! |
Miss M and I met the Rodgers clan and O for some fun times. |
And yes, I know it's not Thanksgiving or an Alien arrival... |
It certainly was cold though.
Nice for snuggling with a cousin, until... |
one realizes they give away candy at these things and then you are off with the other cousin! |