Easter

Oh no she didn't!! Yes, you are looking at bunny shaped pancakes that I made for Easter breakfast, complete with pink food coloring, raspberries and pink sprinkles. I think the one on the left looks just a little like Piglet, don't you? This was my first brainstorm for the day, in honor of Easter Sunday. They turned out great but...
They weren't blue. They were a "girl" color and there's no faster way to tick off my friend than to put pink sprinkles on his bunny pancake. WHAT was I thinking. But, in the end, he did eat them. Then both the kids begged for more bunny pancakes, which I made for them with all the love of a mother on the morning of a holiday we weren't really celebrating. Once made, both children decided that they had their fill and were off to other adventures. Irritated? Heck no ....
Wiener dog had his fill of pink bunny pancakes Easter morning! He didn't say a word about them being pink.
Saki doesn't care for table scraps unless you are having meat. Well, he also likes Cheerios and if you've never seen a ginormous dog eat Cheerios from your hand, you haven't lived. But today, no meat and no Cheerios so Saki sacked out on the floor for the duration. Later in the day while I was taking him off his line, he made a run for it. He darted through the woods in the back and ran wildly about the neighborhood like a mad, rabid dog, drool flapping along his mouth and everything. I finally caught him in the van, muddy and hyped up from the escape. He stayed in the above position for hours and this morning, limped downstairs to go out. You're getting too old for these madcap adventures Saki.
After breakfast Jacob and Gavin put their heads together to make this awesome tower. No bickering, screaming, and accusations could be heard for at least 45 minutes. These days, Brad and I appreciate these moments. When these boys get to making something, all is good and right with the world. Lately, more often than not, the spats are out of control I tell you. But today, nothin' but love ... for now.
Next on the list of family fun ( and we were going to have fun) was a trip to Eno River State Park. The river was pretty high and the sounds of the water along different parts of the trail were spectacular to hear. Gavin felt emboldened to run on top of boulders like a big guy and Jacob took the high road. He made his own hiking trail by walking not on the trail with us, but on the hill above us. Not an easy path but he likes to think of himself as an adventurer. He was thrilled to see that some construction was going on and that the boulders were being cut through with big machines. He would have happily sat there by the boulders chipping peices of rock away looking for smooth parts and then super sharp parts. He said he was an " archi - i- ologist". And yes, we talked about a "geologist" but really, when you put a spin on archeologist, they can study anything you want so what's your point? In the above picture, Gavin saw this giant hole in a tree from the trail and had to go investigate. So, so glad whatever lives there was either sleeping or out visiting friends.
They have become interested in climbing trees lately. The girls next door have super human upper body strength and can climb any tree around. My boys have not been so upper body blessed but through sheer will and new pairs of clingy rubber shoes, they have managed to make their way up plenty of trees. It's all about intentionality.


Notice a theme in pictures taken with Jacob? Bunny ears are always funny. No matter what.


So, we had a lovely day. It was not without wrinkles though, as most days are. Complaints, whines, naughty words, and general pandemonium abound. We ended our day back in our neighborhood riding bikes, trucks, scooters, and skateboards down the street with friends. This is Jacob and Gavin's favorite, most beloved activity. They are never happier than when they are playing with neighbors on things that move fast. Brad and I ended our day by enjoying a beer and eating crackers at the end of the driveway( okay, just me) like any self respecting parents would do at the end of a religious holiday. High expectations can be wearing. Phew... it was a good day.