Three important happenings around here in March:
Number one: Trampoline.
What a childhood staple. The kids are learning all kinds of tricks, every child in the neighborhood is at our house after school, and I am revisiting my own childhood tricks.
Last weekend, the men went mountain biking and the women and children jumped on the trampoline.
When the dads got back, the trampoline strained under the weight of all the bouncers.
No one broke an arm.
Number two: The return of the Padden experience.
This weekend the men went mountain biking while us women and children went to Padden and played at the park.
This is the only picture we got of Evan - taken while we were waiting for a table at Fiamma Pizza - which is such a bummer because I was in literal tears laughing at his situation:
So, back at Padden, the kids were playing by the lake - the girls were fishing out "litter" (saving the ducks), and the boys were throwing in sticks and all that.
Evan came sulking over to me, legs completely muddy and wet from "falling in".
I was somewhat annoyed at the situation, so I said "You'll just have to wait until those jeans and shoes dry" (which is reasonable in the desert, but unlikely in this biosphere),
but Bailey and Avery the "Problem Solvers - Vigilantes - Earth Custodians" were stoked on helping Evan find a solution.
They took to the car, searching for Emergency clothes I have stuffed in a cubby for such an occasion, and found the only suitable item were some shorts, size 3T (I need to update my stash).
So there appears Evan in super short shorts - khaki colored, (so = flesh colored), and a shirt that is kind of long making it looks like he isn't wearing any shorts at all. And his spring legs are white and long.
We cracked up.
All three came down to the park with a look of triumph - problem solved!
We stifled our laughs, because if Evan's happy, then I am happy, and everyone is happy.
The one last problem was the shoes. He didn't want to wear wet shoes.
So Avery gave him one of her shoes, and Bailey offered one of her shoes (but it's size tiny so that doesn't work).
They decide Evan should wear Avery's shoes, but then Avery is barefoot, so I give her my shoes.
Now I am barefoot, which isn't a problem except we are going to eat at a restaurant when we finish at the park.
So The Saga of the Musical Shoes begins.
Jim offers me his casual shoes, and he puts back on his muddy mountain bike shoes.
We pack up and head to Fiamma Pizza.
While waiting for our table - the kids running around in their mixed up shoes and Evan in his spring pony boy legs, mohawk, and girl shoes (blending in perfectly with the downtown Bellingham scene), I look at Lisa's feet and she is wearing pretty black ballerina shoes.
I point to her shoes, then point to my/Jim's giant shoes. She offers me her tennis shoes she was wearing at the park. I put those on, and Jim goes back to wearing his nicer casual shoes.
After dinner (while I am taking Andrew to the bathroom, so I missed the whole conversation) they decide we should drive to Edaleens and get some ice cream. Since I assumed we are all heading home, I return a sweaty pair of tennis shoes to Lisa's car.
Eventually I come to the realization that we are going to yet another establishment that frowns on bare feet, I end the night wearing Jim's dirty mountain bike shoes.
Are you still reading this?
Why?
Ha ha. I think stuff like that is so hilarious. The amount of shoe exchanging going on...and Evan walking around looking like he doesn't have any shorts on at all - but having no problem with it - cracks me up.
While waiting at Fiamma Avery was dancing The Floss. You know that elementary school fad? It's so funny. That age group latches on to the strangest things.
The other night we had a family dance party, and Avery taught us all the moves to Whipp, Nae Nae.
I took a picture of me wearing the mountain bike shoes so that I don't forget this very hilarious story.
Number three: Britta and Stevie
We are dog sitting our neighbor's two chocolate labs.
My kids are gaga over them.
You might be able to convince me to get a dog right now.
They are learning so many great lessons - how to be alpha, confident, responsible, brave...
See Evan running around the pond? Who is exercising/rehabilitating who here?
And: tomorrow is officially spring! Yay!