May, hurray!

The kids have been chomping at the bit to break out the hoses and sprinklers, and make mud pits, and were stoked when the weather presented them with the perfect opportunity.



Warm weather here also brings out the bunny rabbits.....

Evyn and I snuck away last weekend for a girl's afternoon out.  We found some new clothes (and shades) at The Galleria-

While we were there, Evyn toyed with the idea of getting her ears pierced.  After a couple hours, she worked up the nerve....

She did great!

She couldn't wait to get home and show Daddy:

class of 2022 (ten years prior)

8

Evyn's eighth birthday fell within Holy Week, just as it did the year she was born.

8.  Can you believe it?  She's almost officially a "tween."  How did that happen?

It was a busy week.  We kicked it off with Palm Sunday dinner at Grams & Pops house.  The kids did an Easter egg hunt and got lots of great gifts (and there was that incident with Andrew leaning over the table to lick  a cake that hadn't even been cut yet.... sigh....).   School events, dance class, allergies (ugh), and we were all more than ready for the weekend!

Friday - Evyn's birthday- was pretty quiet.  I took the kids to Moe's for breakfast- at Evyn's request.  Grams, Pops, and Aunt Chris visited in the evening.

On Saturday a gaggle of second-grade girls arrived for Evyn's much-anticipated birthday party!

Once again this year we were blessed with beautiful sunny weather for her party, so the girls (and Andrew) spent a lot of time outside being crazy and blowing through a dozen cans of silly string (which has become sort of a tradition at Evyn's parties).  The girls made fleece pillows, ate marshmallows and jell-o, talked about boys, and shared more than a few giggles.  They kept us busy, so I didn't get many pictures, but here are a few I did manage to capture:

three!

How is it possible that "my baby" is three?!  Of course, if Andrew could read, he would protest, "I'm not a baby!"  He doesn't buy my counter-argument that "you'll always be MY baby."  He says, "no, I'm an Andrew!"  He's also a lovebug, a snuggle-monster, a chatter-box, a smarty-pants (so says his sister), a monkey, a little crazy, and more than a little ornery.

His birthday day was pretty low-key, playing outside on his new jungle gym (his gift from Mommy and Daddy), but we had a party the day before with his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.  Andrew picked out his own party goodies:  purple plates, green napkins, green balloons, a dinosaur cake, party hats, Spiderman blow-outs, and Spongebob streamers.  Which is a pretty good snapshot of this kid... going a dozen different directions at once!