Spring Break

Spring break began on April Fool's day. Jack was the only one who had school, and above is what I packed him for lunch that day. We've been pretty busy this week, and it hasn't been all pj's and watching Youtube while lounging on tables, mind you.

I took the kids to our favorite island beach and we spent the day working on adhering as much sand as we could to ourselves so we could deposit it on the floors of our house. I'm still crunching away.

It was in the 70's!

Whoa!

What the.... I know, right?

Our poor non-shedding dog had so many mats that Mitch had to shave him, and, well, Mitch kind of SUCKS at shaving the dog, so this is how he ended up. And we had brought him to the beach for his birthday (the dog's, not Mitch's). He was too embarrassed to play with the other dogs, though, so he just sat at my feet wrapped in a towel, mostly. When other dogs came near, he hid his naked butt from them. I tried to make it up to him by buying him a cheeseburger on the way home, but it was nothing more than a momentary diversion. He is still sulking.

The girls got some new chairs for their little garden. Henry has claimed the treehouse, so I'm trying to spruce up their garden so they don't feel the need to cross into his territory. I don't know exactly what he and his eight year-old buddies do up there, because Mitch and the boys purposely built it beyond the treeline so I couldn't spy easily. There's a lot of smashing, laughing, and most likely video gaming in the hammocks, I think. I've seen slingshots, buckets, rocks, action figures, and grocery bags full of unknown items heading out that way as well.

Anyway, the girls are pleased with their new seats. They are in colors I like to call "Pepto Pink" and "Wal-Mart Purple". Can you guess what their favorite colors are?

Sigh. So predictable.