Hubby & Hair

 I know, I know, the two do not go together.
(You've seen my husband, right?)

We were long overdue for a lovey photo together, so I had Lily snap a few today. 

See? We're occasionally together. He's such a good one, that guy. He deserves a random shout-out every once in a while.

Now to the hair. MY hair to be precise. Anyone notice?

It was time for a new change again. Due to winter hair/falling out hair, I decided to go short again. So far this is working out really well. I can run/exercise and only pin back a little or put in a headband. The rest of the time I can either put in some product and let it go wavy or straighten it. 

I haven't regretted the chop yet. Hooray!

And that, my friends is my latest Honey Do update. I bet you all just couldn't live without that, huh?

I hope your weekend is going well and full of family, friends and fun.

Now, back to more partying with my birthday boy.

Lucky you, I'll be posting birthday pics on Monday. 

You may thank me later.

The Forever Winter

When you awake to this on April 18th, you kind of decide that spring really and truly isn't coming this year.

Since I've been praying for no more snow since about the beginning of the new year, it's starting to really feel like a prison sentence. 

I mean, for real. Enough is enough you old winter. I need all FOUR of my seasons and I fear that we'll skip spring all together if this keeps up. Don't make me step up my game and for really and for true and contemplate some type of move. Or move back into hibernation.

Oh, and Winter, my son's birthday on April 21st is generally in spring. We're celebrating tomorrow with a pinata and apparently we'll enjoy that in the heated garage as the high temperature is only supposed to be 37 degrees outside.

Really, it's not me, it's YOU. We already were on rough terms in our relationship, but this year you really ruined it and you just made your #1 enemy.

I have never, ever looked so forward to Earth Day when I will celebrate by pretending my grass is green brown instead of white. We will wear short sleeved shirts, even if it is only 30-something degrees.

I will paint my toenails and wear my flip flops.

I will pretend I'm out in the backyard with Patty sipping wine.

I'll keep dreaming in pastels of spring and bright vivid tulips while I await your demise, 

Old Man Winter. 

Spring will arrive, one day.

I just hope it's very soon.

**Edit: I wrote this post yesterday. There is even more snow out my window today, but I won't even bother you with the photos. It's a spring winter wonderland out there. I think I'll go close the curtains now and pretend my entire yard isn't covered in a foot of whiteness. Ignorance is bliss, you know.

Theme Thursday: Boys

 Joining Cari today for Theme Thursday. 

These photos were taken last summer while on vacation and are two of my all time favorites. 

Father and son. My boys. Love 'em!

A couple of minor edits to make these come out like brand new again.

Now, go check out all the other BOYS at the Clan!

Sometimes Quiet

The quiet doesn't happen much here. 

Well, here on my blog, it does.

HERE, at my house, it does not.

Quiet lends itself to thought.

Quiet leads me to focus on others and not myself or the long list of to-do.

Quiet reminds me that God is here, even when my world is spinning loudly.

It allows me to nurture.

To breathe before the height of the busy season before me comes crashing in.

Recently, my husband said "I need to get out to your blog and read it. I don't remember the last post I read." To which I replied, "That's OK, you haven't missed much. It doesn't matter any way, you live my blog with me in real life, in real time. You don't need to read about it." 

He came back with "I know, but I like to read your blog and what you write about. Plus, I enjoy reading the comments." I laughed because what was just as fun for me (reading blogs and the comments), he hinted was equally rewarding for him.

The weeks ahead will be full enough and there will be plenty to blog about, rest assured.

IF Spring ever comes, there will be lots to do and enjoy outside again.

I've got an almost eight year old boy with a birthday and a sacramental celebration in a couple weeks.

School to try and drag out wrap up in another six weeks.

Swimming lessons for the big kids next month.

A certain homeschool conference that we just registered for.

Perhaps more potty training willingness from Gianna will lead to more success.

And so many other things that keep popping up that make my head spin.

It looks like my husband will have lots of catching up to do when he does finally get around to reading here.

He'd probably agree that it's more fun just living it and thinking about how awesome it would come across in a blog post.

I hope that you are finding days that allow for the sometimes quiet in your life too.

Smitten

This is the picture that hangs on our fridge.

This is the girl who lives in our house.

This is the girl that has a little secret she keeps.

This is the girl who loves the Pope. Pope "Fransa" to be precise.

She calls him by name and waves to him every day.

She asks to see his picture in the paper.

Then clearly states "Pope lost gwasses (glasses). He funny. Funny Pope."

This is the girl who stands in the kitchen, puts up her hand as if to wave and says "Hi". She does it in the exact manner that he did. And then she laughs.

This is the girl, always eager to give her Papa a high five.

She's all like "wassup, Papa?! how you doin' today?"

Not even kidding.

She's definitely in love, but then, who isn't?

Each day we keep praying for his safety because he's kind of a busy guy who likes to do things a little differently. Sneaky guy. I call him a stinker, but don't tell him that.

St. Michael the Archangel, defend him and protect him!

Wordless Wednesday: So Lovable

This Is How We Do It: Easter!

The annual Easter egg hunt went on as planned on Saturday, despite plenty of snow attempting to thwart the hunters. This year there were NINE little hunters and sure to be at least two more (no, not an announcement from me) next year! The boy to girl ratio is 3:6 (baby in carseat is a boy), so those boys clearly need to catch up.

Nothing like slushy, dirty snow for the toddler to roam in and find her eggs.

My big kids are instructed to leave the obvious, easier ones for the little kids, so clearly their job is a little more difficult.

When one year olds don't do slushy snow walking, the parents get to do most of the work.

The kids enjoy the loot afterward. Each child gets to find ten eggs and each holds a $1 gold coin. Sweet deal, huh?

The eggs are so much fun to shake with those coins rattling around inside!

Afterward, we enjoyed visiting with family outside, while slurping on orange dreamsicles.

I made dessert for Easter dinner at Reed's parents house. I attempted to be springy and fun, while moderately attempting a Pinterest find. I went with a white cake, lemon pudding filling between the layers and vanilla buttercream frosting. Throw on some spring decorations and bunnies and we were set!

After Easter morning Mass, we attempted a family photo and considering the subjects I think it turned out pretty well. Maybe I can finally replace the one on my wall that is from Easter two years  ago when Gianna was a baby. Good grief, poor Margaret.

Happy Easter! A blessed Easter season to you and yours.