Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Anna ditches the training wheels

Anna has been practicing on her balance bike for weeks. She's ready to take the step of taking off her training wheels and trying out her real bike. 


She only needed a couple breaks for tears and angry exclamations, "I can't do it! I hate this bike!"

And then she was good to go....


Everly was sufficiently impressed.



Hip Hip Hooray!!

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Advancing

We had a court of honor tonight. These are my favorite because they last about 20 minutes and then we have treats. 

Boy treats (brownies, ice cream, cookies). Not girl treats (fruit salads, veggie trays, greens with vinaigrettes).

Mathew received his 2nd class rank.


And Ethan received his Life.


Troop 783


Tuesday, April 14, 2015

SOS

Tonight I attended a dress rehearsal for the upcoming meeting of Artist, Interrupted.  This is a group of ladies that get together to share their artistic talents. I think they feel they have been interrupted by other things in life, like kids and husbands and work that pays money. 

They asked me to join the group way back when, but it sounded like something that would annoy me, so I said 'no'. 

Nevertheless, Amy (our 1st violinist) is a member. So we are performing. Not to mention Nate's wife is the leader of the group. So we are performing.

Tonight we played the 1st movement of our Handel and the 3rd movement of our Mendelssohn. It went pretty well, except for the parts I faked because it seemed smart to do so instead of putting my viola in my lap and having a good cry. 

Then there were several other people who read excerpts or played original compositions. Some were sweet. Some were awkward. Some were shy and nervous. (I relate). 

Other were....NOT. 


These two girls did a frantic, high speed performance of the complete works of Shakespeare. There was embracing and dying and yelling and asides to the audience.

It was......indescribable.

And I was trapped. They were between me and the door.


All I could do was take a few photos as subtly as possible and text Mark so he could share in the silliness.

I need to form a group called Sleep, Interrupted.

I would serve cocoa and we would wear snuggly socks.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

She sticks it!

Laney went to McCracken's Spring Festival today and showed all her skills that she's learned in the last year. 



She did great!


Sunday, April 5, 2015

Easter baskets...hold the chocolate

The Easter Bunny was given strict instructions to go easy on the chocolate this year. Nothing like a basket full of leg cramps and an ER visit round out the perfect Easter. 

So we went another route. 

Made possible by the dollar store. (And a good amount of fruity candies).



Look at Anna's face! This is the feeling....that wonder and excitement of seeing a basket full of color and fun and packages and books and AAAHHH!  I love that!














It was wonderful. Less munching. More playing. More laughing and helping and constructing.

I think we have found our new balance.

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Dallman's Annual Egg Hunt...2015

This year we are forgoing all other hunts for the one that really counts. 

The Dallmans. It's small. It's fast. It's early. There are no tears and no magical money eggs for the kids to be mad they didn't find. Or to be sassy because they DID find. (Which is worse? I don't know.)

So we will go see our ward friends that share our proximity in the alphabet and then we will enjoy Easter tomorrow.

Kelley and Charles Andrews 


Dylan Clarke and Bruce Hurst


Natalie Horsepool with Kelly and Scarlett


Anna with her chocolate treasures. I'd say that's just the right amount.


She might not agree.

Friday, April 3, 2015

Content

We had Luke Johnson over tonight. 

The boys are in love with this baby. 

I think they would pay Marie for the chance to babysit.


Can't say I blame them. 


Thursday, April 2, 2015

Groceries

I don't understand what in the world is happening with these eggs. Pre-dyed eggs? For 5 bucks a dozen? 

Why? 

Who is buying these? 


You know you are tired of shopping when the cold yogurt cups are an acceptable pillow option.


Of course, that was before you realize there's cushy watermelon RIGHT THERE.