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Friday, April 17, 2009
Easter
We had a wonderful Easter. Not that it matters as we know it's not a day to celebrate ourselves, but our risen Lord. Church was great, many people heard the reason there even is Easter, and we enjoyed the time together as a family. After church we went to Hampton Lake for their brunch buffet. The food was good and it was loud enough to cover up our children's clamor. We played on the playground and came home for a little egg hunt of our own in the yard.
Sadly, this was the best picture of the whole bunch. Not easy with three moving targets.
I love kid squat pictures. It's just a cute pose. Especially when it's hovering over an Easter egg. Cute!!
Our pooch. People often ask us how Scout it doing, and if you're curious, he's going well. His face is graying, which is sad to me. He looks so mature, but he's still got a lot of puppy energy. Scout is great with with the boys despite their daily confusion that he's a trampoline.
Sadly, this was the best picture of the whole bunch. Not easy with three moving targets.
I love kid squat pictures. It's just a cute pose. Especially when it's hovering over an Easter egg. Cute!!
Our pooch. People often ask us how Scout it doing, and if you're curious, he's going well. His face is graying, which is sad to me. He looks so mature, but he's still got a lot of puppy energy. Scout is great with with the boys despite their daily confusion that he's a trampoline.
Yum-Yum
The boys and I travelled to Greensboro last week to see family. As always it was a fun trip full of visiting but never enough time to make all the rounds!
Mimi and Poppy went all out for the boys this Easter. We had a an indoor egg hunt, the Mimi bunny cake and an Easter egg dye party!
Jack and Finley had their first Paas experience. I'm not sure how many changes could occur in the egg dying industry, but Paas has made it a little easier since 1985. Our kit came with cups to put them in so you don't have to wash out any of your own. Thank you, Paas. Still the same ol' vinegary nastiness that stung our noses back when I was a kid. But we loved it!!!! The eggs were beautiful once they were completed.
One afternoon we went to Yum Yum, and, ahem, it was yum yum! The boys inhaled their hotdogs and ice cream. Jack's favorite flavor was lemon, just like his Uncle Matt. Nice, too, that we made out like bandits on a $8 lunch for the 3 of us. We love you, Yum Yum!
Perhaps the biggest treat of all was that Gammy and Pa went with us. We enjoyed their company so much, and I'm pretty sure they have a good time with us, too. It goes without saying that I didn't take enough pictures, but we were too busy having fun and soakin' in some family time.
They have that crazed ice cream look in their eyes after a few bites.
Thanks, family, for hosting us time and time again. See you in May!
Mimi and Poppy went all out for the boys this Easter. We had a an indoor egg hunt, the Mimi bunny cake and an Easter egg dye party!
Jack and Finley had their first Paas experience. I'm not sure how many changes could occur in the egg dying industry, but Paas has made it a little easier since 1985. Our kit came with cups to put them in so you don't have to wash out any of your own. Thank you, Paas. Still the same ol' vinegary nastiness that stung our noses back when I was a kid. But we loved it!!!! The eggs were beautiful once they were completed.
One afternoon we went to Yum Yum, and, ahem, it was yum yum! The boys inhaled their hotdogs and ice cream. Jack's favorite flavor was lemon, just like his Uncle Matt. Nice, too, that we made out like bandits on a $8 lunch for the 3 of us. We love you, Yum Yum!
Perhaps the biggest treat of all was that Gammy and Pa went with us. We enjoyed their company so much, and I'm pretty sure they have a good time with us, too. It goes without saying that I didn't take enough pictures, but we were too busy having fun and soakin' in some family time.
They have that crazed ice cream look in their eyes after a few bites.
Thanks, family, for hosting us time and time again. See you in May!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Playing Tourist
Two Sundays ago John and I decided that it was time to take a family bike ride through Sea Pines. So we did just that.
Finn kept the anxious bike riders entertained while waiting in line for our bikes to be distributed. Everyone was complimenting him on his studly attire. No, we don't normally let this dirt magnet go around in white polos and seer sucker pants. We had just come from church.
The boys enjoyed one another's company with surprisingly little arguing or "He touched me!" comments.
And here's one for the grandparents. Look how close we let your grandbabies get to an alligator!!!:) AHHHH!!! (not close at all) We took this opportunity to teach Jack about alligators, told him all about their big teeth without getting too graphic. There's an alligator that frequents the pond in our back yard, so he needs to know these things. And the gator in our pond is not nearly this big. Not that it really matters when you're 3 feet tall. We were satisfied that he got the message when we asked him what an alligator would do if he ever tried to pet him. "He will bite my face off." We never said that, or anything close to that, but he read between the lines I suppose. Good thing.
John and I enjoyed the view of the beautiful trees and flowers. The boys enjoyed the view of their father's rear end.
I love this picture of Jack with his Daddy. Jack loves him so much and I thought this pictured captured their mutual affection for one another. We took the bikes to South Beach and had lunch at The Wreck of the Salty Dog. The hushpuppies were YUMMY, but better than that, no wait! Everyone was camped out at The Salty Dog (as usual), so we walked a little further to this find.
After lunch we biked to Harbor Town. The tourists were out in full force, which was fun. It was like a little reminder that summer is coming. And a little reminder that we live in a really cool place. Sometimes you forget that when you get into your normal routine. So, here's to you, tourists! Keep comin', and buy some real estate while you're at it! :)
The boys got ice cream and devoured it. They stood on the stage where Greg Russell normally performs and sang their own songs. I thought they were better singers, but I'm a little biased.
Sharing is caring!
If you ever come to HH, you need to either bring your bike or rent one while you're here and give it a spin through Sea Pines. We had the best time, and we'll surely go with you!
Finn kept the anxious bike riders entertained while waiting in line for our bikes to be distributed. Everyone was complimenting him on his studly attire. No, we don't normally let this dirt magnet go around in white polos and seer sucker pants. We had just come from church.
The boys enjoyed one another's company with surprisingly little arguing or "He touched me!" comments.
And here's one for the grandparents. Look how close we let your grandbabies get to an alligator!!!:) AHHHH!!! (not close at all) We took this opportunity to teach Jack about alligators, told him all about their big teeth without getting too graphic. There's an alligator that frequents the pond in our back yard, so he needs to know these things. And the gator in our pond is not nearly this big. Not that it really matters when you're 3 feet tall. We were satisfied that he got the message when we asked him what an alligator would do if he ever tried to pet him. "He will bite my face off." We never said that, or anything close to that, but he read between the lines I suppose. Good thing.
John and I enjoyed the view of the beautiful trees and flowers. The boys enjoyed the view of their father's rear end.
I love this picture of Jack with his Daddy. Jack loves him so much and I thought this pictured captured their mutual affection for one another. We took the bikes to South Beach and had lunch at The Wreck of the Salty Dog. The hushpuppies were YUMMY, but better than that, no wait! Everyone was camped out at The Salty Dog (as usual), so we walked a little further to this find.
After lunch we biked to Harbor Town. The tourists were out in full force, which was fun. It was like a little reminder that summer is coming. And a little reminder that we live in a really cool place. Sometimes you forget that when you get into your normal routine. So, here's to you, tourists! Keep comin', and buy some real estate while you're at it! :)
The boys got ice cream and devoured it. They stood on the stage where Greg Russell normally performs and sang their own songs. I thought they were better singers, but I'm a little biased.
Sharing is caring!
If you ever come to HH, you need to either bring your bike or rent one while you're here and give it a spin through Sea Pines. We had the best time, and we'll surely go with you!
Egg Pick Up
Our church hosted the 3rd annual Lowcountry's Largest Easter Egg Hunt the Saturday before Easter. There were thousands of people, 47,500 eggs and 1 football field. So it wasn't much of a 'hunt' per se, but more of a clean up. Even Finn who moved at a turtle's pace was able to snag a few.
Jack made out like a bandit. He showed us his game face before the madness began.
Finn wasn't sure what to think about any of it. But he looked cute.
A rare shot of the 4 of us! Not a good one, but we're all in it.
Jack made out like a bandit. He showed us his game face before the madness began.
Finn wasn't sure what to think about any of it. But he looked cute.
A rare shot of the 4 of us! Not a good one, but we're all in it.
Vested
A friend of ours clued us in on a local Awanas group that meets on Wednesday nights. Even though we knew Jack would be starting late in the year, we decided to let him go anyway. And he LOVED it. From the first meeting, he had his eye on the prize: THE VEST.
Jack memorized the verses and references required to earn the vest, and we were so excited to see his joy when we picked him up on 'vest week'. We told him he could have his pick for dinner that night. Here's our vested boy eating his celebratory grilled cheese. Way to go, Jack!
Jack's verses:
"All have sinned" -Romans 3:23
"While we were sinners Jesus Christ died for us." -Romans 5:8
"God loved us and sent His Son." -1 John 4:10
Jack memorized the verses and references required to earn the vest, and we were so excited to see his joy when we picked him up on 'vest week'. We told him he could have his pick for dinner that night. Here's our vested boy eating his celebratory grilled cheese. Way to go, Jack!
Jack's verses:
"All have sinned" -Romans 3:23
"While we were sinners Jesus Christ died for us." -Romans 5:8
"God loved us and sent His Son." -1 John 4:10
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Henry the Turtle
Remember the 1950’s Disney film Old Yeller? Setting: 1860’s Texas farm country. Storyline: Dog finds boy. Boy exhibits coming of age angst, but with time ‘boy finds dog’. Dog saves boy from wolf. Dog subsequently contracts ‘hydrophobie’ (which one would assume is a fear of water… but is apparently some form Disney rabies on steroids). Boy’s mother grabs gun to ‘put Yeller down’ but Boy seeks closure and manhood by shooting Man’s Best Friend himself. (All things considered a healthy introduction to adulthood for the young lad.)
Which brings us to Henry the Turtle… Henry is/was a turtle roughly the size of a half-dollar that Jack and Erin discovered underneath the car last night. Jack promptly named him Henry (with a pronunciation that resembles the Herman's Hermits’ version in Henry VIII: “Hen – Ery”) and started talking to him in a voice not unlike that of Bill Murray’s in Caddyshack. Erin and I heard a lot of “Aw, ith a cute wittle turtle” and “Aw, Henry’s my favowit… my best friend.”
Naturally, we did what any overindulgent parents would do – we went to Pet Co to buy Henry a home. Norman, the resident reptilian expert, helped us sort through our options with young Henry. Norman noted that Henry is a slider something or other and requires a special (and by special I mean expensive) lighting system in his rather elaborate (also expensive) aquarium. Without the aforementioned environment Henry would develop a "devastating" condition known as softshell, and he would go to turtle heaven.
It became very clear to Erin and me that Henry would miss the wild and his mommy terribly; and we must ‘think green’ and release him to his natural habitat to find his turtle family. We bought a fish and tank to take the edge off the upcoming ‘old yeller moment’ (sans firearms), but Jack didn’t seem overly interested in anything but Henry the Turtle.
The release was largely anticlimactic – and as such it was really funny. We have a ravine (by Lowcountry standards – 5 ft elevation change) across the street from our house where there’s a tidal creek with brackish water. We stood over the edge and were moments into our heartfelt good-buys when Jack underhand launches Henry into the woods below.
At this point I just want to know where he saw Old Yeller. Old Yeller.
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