Hazel. My ever trusty errand buddy. Who sometimes won't get out of the car until I hand her a pair of "baby glasses".
This morning we woke up to snow, and a two hour delay. The reason that this is especially depressing is because last week it got up into the 70's a couple of times. I know how this works. We get a tease of Spring and then one more good bout of Winter comes back before Spring comes to stay. I am just so dagum sick of being cold.
I love that Hazel thinks she can ride a two wheeler no matter how many times she rolls down the slope of the driveway and tips over in the muddy yard.
The swing continues to bring great joy...and mud into the house.
This is Clark diligently finishing Abby's 100th day of school project. I thought "what a cute idea, we'll do 100 paper flowers in a vase". I am so glad that Clark was the one to carry it out with Abby...and then by himself after she was finally sent to bed. He did a tremendous job.
Then last weekend we took the girls to the Ice Capades. It was the first time we have ever done anything like this but a month or so ago I came across a really great deal on tickets so we went for it. It was between Disney Princesses on Ice and seeing the Mormon Tabernacle Choir preform at Wolftrap. Bringing kids into the equation really ruined that one for me and Clark but the girls had so much fun it was worth it. We went with those darling friends of ours from the neighborhood. We did dinner and a show and it was a lot of fun.
Clark was thrilled to be there.
No, I kid. I kept looking over at him and this group of 2 women, 5 girls and one other boy and thought many times "I love this man."
The show wasn't half bad. There were flips and fire and a group of 20 somethings behind us that were giggling like our daughters and singing along with the princesses.
These two, especially, made it totally worth it. I could have just sat and watched them. They were so happy and excited about everything that happened.
And now we are back to stuff. Stuff is good. Stuff is fun. Stuff keeps me busy and I like that. Let me share some of the stuff of this week. Just the highlights, mind you.
-I finally made it to the pool. Which is a good thing because my triathlon is in less than 6 weeks I cannot remember a time in my life where I have swam a lap in a pool. I was beginning to have anxiety dreams about drowning and running around looking for the pool. But I went, and Clark went with me to tell me how to swim. Good news is, I didn't drown. Bad news is, I stink. I cannot, for the life of me, get the breathing-while-swimming thing down. Breathing while in the pool makes me panicky. Can I swim with a snorkel, I wonder? Either that or I had better start practicing holding my breath for 10 minutes.
-I rediscovered the cinnamon cream cheese brownies in the fridge this morning that were put there a few days ago. Clark called mid afternoon to tell me to throw them away before he got home. Good news, didn't have to. I had already eaten three before lunch. One of those brownies made my two mile run this morning possible. Nothing like a sugar high to make it through a workout.-I waxed my husband's back last night. He told me I could tell you. Just thought I would mention it. It was an experience I never anticipated having. I would like to thank Clark for making it possible.
-I downloaded two Justin Beiber songs today. I'm not saying that I am going to wear a shirt with his face on it ('wink wink' Sadie) but I like a couple of his songs. So sue me.
-I am making Haley a colonial dress for her big school Colonial day next week. At least I have all the pieces cut out. I decided to blog tonight instead of working on it. That means I have to endure yet another day of her asking, "Is it done?" It's going to be one wing-dinger of a dress up when I am done.
-I also have three baskets of laundry to fold. Just thought I would throw that in there too.
-I am cold.
Then End.

12 comments:
First to comment? I'm up feeding a suddenly very large baby...
Love that they loved the princesses on ice. Love the bored Clark too :)
Love that his neck is hairless. I think I just enjoy reading your updates. Miss your fam. Too far away. Boooo!
First to comment? I'm up feeding a suddenly very large baby...
Love that they loved the princesses on ice. Love the bored Clark too :)
Love that his neck is hairless. I think I just enjoy reading your updates. Miss your fam. Too far away. Boooo!
Your posts make me laugh, like seriously, I am sitting here and I laugh out loud. Good luck with the triathlon, if I was there I would help you with the swimming part, that is one thing I am kinda good at.
I agree - I can not swim, really. I can survive in water, but swimming for exercise is REALLY hard for me. I get all freaked out!! Warren is a fantastic swimmer. He even went to the Olympic trials in highschool(I can brag about my handsome man!!) And he swims all the time - and tries to help me, but I stink!! I will just stick with running and yoga.
Kudos to Clark on that one...and you should know that it's ok to swim a triathlon with your head above water. I did the breaststroke when I swam for mine, and I kept my head above water most of the time to keep from being kicked in the face(there were lots of people in the river that day). I still swam faster than many people around me, and I felt more comfortable. Be comfortable.
Clark is da bomb.
You and I must have learned how to not breath while swimming from the same instructor. My friends all say, "Hey, do a tri with us." And I say, "Hey, I don't want to drown."
I can totally swim and breathe. I think it has something to do with the time I was 3 years old and my mother pried my chubby little toddler fingers off her scarf and let the horrible swim teacher THROW me off the diving board. Wait, it isn't funny yet. I thought maybe it would be by now.
Your life continues to astound me. How can I be like you when I grow up? Do I have to be able to sew colonial dresses? Sigh.
Those pictures just make me happy. All of them. Swinging, ice capades, and a dad helping with a floral homework assignment? Wonderful!
I'm still so sorry about that horror of a swimming lesson, Amy. I just thought it was good tough love. I guess not. Sooo, you are now officially in the "stay up all night working on school projects for your children" phase of life, huh? I remember blistered fingers from hot gluing shingles on replica of the mill in Medfield and sewing many many MANY costumes for you guys. And that is just the tip of the iceberg! Ahh, the circle of life.....
Ooh, me, me; I stink at swimming too. I finally took a BYU swimming class to conquer my fear and my lack of ability to dog-paddle. I now do 'okay' in the water, but my mother-in-law still freaks out whenever I take the kids to the pool. She thinks I won't be able to save them. Honestly.
p.s. I wonder if the teacher's can see through all these projects that are half-parent made and half-child made. It probably makes them laugh.
Way to go triathlon trainer! Did I miss that post where you said you were doing it? Must Have. It feels great when it is done!!
For me, the swimming part rocks, it is the running that does me in.
Love the princesses on ice! Sweet. We have projects all the time -- sometimes tortuous fun.
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