++It's how we roll++

This is the scene at our house when Daddy pulls into the driveway these days.  Skip the Britney Spears references.  Don't call CPS on us.  They drive at roughly 2mph down our driveway.  Just one more advantage of our crazy-long driveway setup.  I kinda think Claire thinks it's fun...but I'm not sure.  That girl is a ham.  We are in trouble.

++My boys++

My boys are buddies.  I have a feeling that there's a bond there that I'll never quite be a part of.  I'm ok with that.  It's so fun to stand on the sidelines and watch the joy that these two people, whom I love so much, bring to each other.  I don't think it hurts that they both love sports.  And I can never tell who is having more fun when they play together.  Oh--and for the record--I'm not totally lame-o, sometimes I play too.  I never fail to impress when I pull out my mad basketball skills. 

++The Adventures of the Boys Book Club: Wallaby Farm++

The boys' latest adventure took them to the Fall City Wallaby Ranch.  We had an "in" so we had a private and personal tour of the ranch.  Rex runs the show (the farm happens to be in his back yard).  When we got there he spoke to us for about 10 minutes all about the life cycle of wallabies and kangaroos and the whole pouch process (kind of fascinating if you ask me).  The all of a sudden he unzips his jacket and pulls out this:

 She's an albino Wallaby.  I guess they are a rare treasure.  Don't tell but I think they look like overgrown rats.
They also had kangaroos on the property.  I never knew that when they walk they use their tail like a third leg.  Kind of cool. 

 The little sisters get to tag along too.  A certain little sister wore her backpack for the entire tour.

 We got a peak into one of the kangaroo's pouches.  Super cool.  They only let him open it because they trust him.  I guess they can clamp it closed if they want to.

 Wyatt was much more interested in getting up close and personal with the new friends than I was.

 They also had horses (and great mountain views) on the property.

 I could have stayed all day taking pictures of the pokey peanut.

 Wouldn't you love to open up your personal Wallaby farm to this crew?  We sure are lucky to be a part of this fun group.

++Remember Easter?++

Yeah, we did Easter at our house.  It's a favorite of mine.  Gotta love the holidays that involve buying new clothes and then bribing your kids with baskets full of treats and candy to get them to wear the clothes.  Don't worry...we also know and celebrate the REAL meaning of the holiday too. 

We dyed some eggs.

 Claire decided her fingers were far superior to that little metal dipper thing.  For the record...the fingers were pink for about a week.  At least it wasn't blue.

 On Easter morning the kids hunted for their baskets.  Claire found hers right away.

 It took Wyatt a little longer.  It was in his sister's pink tent.  It gives me an excuse to take photos of his cute little tushy (is he getting too old for me to say things like this??  too bad.)

 The children were also lucky that the Easter Bunny fell victim to their incessant begging and got them Pillow Pets.  We all know their mother would never buy into such a shamelessly marketed product.

 I'm not sure what got into Claire.  Might have been a whole lot of sugar and artificial dye.  Does anyone think my son looks like me in this picture?  It's the eyes.

 I think Claire looks like her dad in this one...just kidding. 

 I just like this photo.  Someone was a BIG fan of the jelly beans. 

Happy Easter!

++Life These Days++

I'm not sure words are necessary as the story tells itself.  She's always up to something.  There's a lot of activity.  A lot of supply moving.  Singing, talking, chatter.  Favorite Baby is usually along for the ride.  Busy, busy, busy in her own little world.

++Life these days++

On this day, Wyatt was so thrilled about discovering that he could swing his Lovey around with his eyes closed that he asked me to take his picture so he could see what he looked like.  We spent a good twenty minutes on this little project.  And that, my friends, is the glamorous life of a stay-at-home mom.  I wouldn't have it any other way.

++Egg Hunting++

I think this year we officially had the hang of egg hunting.  You may recall we've done a few of these before.   Here, here and here.  Phew.  Glad I'm getting my money out of that Easter basket!

We do a fun egg hunt in our neighborhood park.  I like it because the eggs are actually hidden so it takes longer than about thirty seconds to complete it.  It also didn't hurt that Wyatt was at the upper end of the 5-and-under group. 

 Claire even had the hang of things this year.  If nothing else, she looked cute.

 It's photos like these that make a parent proud.  Here's Wyatt helping Claire find eggs. 

 Wyatt and Cooper showing off their loot. 

 Claire couldn't wait to sample her goodies.

 The three buddies of the cul de sac. 

 Sometimes it's hard to tell if Claire likes chocolate or not.