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We have two parks close by. One is a park with toys that we call the “Toy Park” and the other is an open space park with a lake and lots of prairie dogs that we call the “Prairie Dog Park” I know we are so creative! Anyway, now that the weather is nice we will be spending as much time as possible outside. Getting out of the house with two kids is still an entirely huge ordeal. So if we made it all the way to the park we are doing good….until Maiya falls asleep for the last few minutes of the walk home in turn ruining any chances for a nap that day and I am once again left wondering “Why do we leave the house?”
During that two-day period last year when we were looking for houses we accidently ended up at the “Prairie Dog Park” We got out of the car and saw a lake and a huge open field of PRAIRIE DOGS! Well the lake was nice, but the prairie dogs sealed the deal. Here is where I admit to being totally weird just in case you didn’t think so already. I LOVE prairie dogs. Every time I went to the Detroit Zoo I would drag whomever I was with to the complete opposite side of the zoo right next to the farm exhibit and I would make them watch the prairie dogs. Can you believe that we live across the street from prairie dogs?! We do! I swear! Ok, maybe you would be more impressed that Clint has seen coyotes and snakes at this park, but not me.
So we go for walks often to see the prairie dogs and I’m not sure who gets more excited, me or Mason.
It is fun to watch the how the park changes from dry and brown with an iced over lake to green with a brilliant blue lake with nice beaches to green with flowers and cacti and a lake littered with boats in the summer. (I swear this lake should not be allowed to have boats, but people here are like “HONEY! WE FOUND WATER!!!)
These pics are from about a month ago and the ones on smugmug(on the left) are from last weekend. We spent a morning on the beach. Clint and I took turns running and Mason spent the entire time making dams in the little stream of water running out to the lake. Turns our Maiya likes dirt. We were all so dirty on the way home that it looked like we had been lost in the wilderness for days-not gone for a couple of hours across the street.!
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And that is how our Easter started. Right about now you are probably thinking “They won’t tell that kid about Santa, but the Easter Bunny, c’mon now!” Well actually we had been joking with Mason all week about the Magical Bunny that hops around and delivers candy. A few nights before Easter we were walking outside and saw a real bunny hopping around and I asked Mason if he thought he was the Easter bunny and he replied “No, he doesn’t look very Eastery.”
So when we wanted to wake up Mason without the usual madness that goes along with waking up a sleepy 3 year old, Clint told him he just missed the Easter Bunny. Somehow Mason started to believe in the Easter Bunny and he was having so much fun that I was starting to feel guilty that we are such jerks for not letting Mason believe in the old fat guy who sneaks into your house on Christmas Eve and leaves presents in exchange for cookies. By the way where the hell does Stranger Danger fit in to this whole scenario?
Anyhow, at breakfast we started asking Mason questions. Like who do you think really left you those eggs? It was hilarious. He kept going back and forth like he really wanted to believe because he wanted more candy, but he knew better. In the end, when our neighbor asked Mason if the Easter Bunny brought him anything, he laughed, pointed at Mom and Dad and said “Those guys did it!”
So that is that. No Santa, no Easter Bunny, watch out Tooth Fairy, because Mason’s parents are jerks. honestly I don’t have anything against the whole thing, I just can’t bring myself to tell my son that I work so hard to be open and honest with that there is a giant bunny hopping around pooping jelly beans and filling plastic eggs with the same cheesy bunnies that are in the pantry.
We had a fun Easter. Started it out with an Easter Egg hunt. Mason and Maiya had fun searching for eggs and eating treats along the way.
Then we had Mason find clues and go on a wild goose chase throughout the house ultimately to find a new lego duplo set.
This was part Easter present/part potty training reward. Mason hasn’t worn pull-ups to bed in at least a couple months now and has only had one accident. Yay Mason! He spent the rest of the day busy playing blocks. Oh the joy of a new toy!
I made a nice dinner-roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, roasted asparagus and Strawberry-Rhubarb pie for dessert. The weather was beautiful so we even had time for a bike ride. I love Easter just because we make it a day to spend some good quality time together. No schedules or plans, just hanging out in our jammies, playing and eating. This is what Mason told me at the end of the day. ” I want to be stuck in Easter forever!”
We had a wonderful Easter yesterday. Hope you all had a great Magical Bunny Day too! More pics coming soon…
About a week and a half ago Aunt JuJu (Julie just in case you were wondering) came to visit. She just missed some beautiful warm weather, but made it just in time for a nice March snowstorm.
We spent all day Friday hanging out with the kids and watching the snow from the window. Luckily for me Aunt Juju wasn’t too concerned about seeing Colorado and all its glory and was happy to experience somewhat of a “normal” day. Little did she know that her “vacation” would be spent on booger patrol. Mason has been sick with a bugger of a cold for over two weeks now and poor Aunt Juju got to experience first hand what fun it is to have a sick Mason around.
Most of our days went like this: you hear Mason sneeze, then “Oooooohhhhawwwwweeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!” then “Aunt Juju will you wipe my nose with a booger rag?” Yeah, I said it we use booger rags in these parts. This is not my attempt to save the planet one Kleenex at a time, Mason just has it in his head that a washcloth is hands down much better than a Kleenex. It started out being called a hankie and in his sick cloudy brain learning a new word was just too much so he decided it was a yankie and then it was a snot rag and now he lovingly calls it his booger rag. Sick. I know. Tree-hugging Karyn is now begging please, for goodness sake just use a Kleenex!
Anyway, I am bummed that Julie got stuck in our germ fest, but she took it like a woman and wiped that kids nose for FIVE DAYS! Besides that we had a great visit. It was so wonderful to have my sister around and it made me so happy that Julie was able to experience the kids how they are at home. We went for a nice scenic drive one afternoon, and the Denver Aquarium another, and we even made it to the “prairie dog park” on her last day here. I think my favorite moments were Julie being able to read Mason his bedtime stories and hearing them just talking, when Maiya was crawling on Julie and giving her huge drooly wide open mouth kisses and staying up late drinking wine with my sis. Thanks for coming Aunt Juju! We can’t wait for more visitors and I promise you won’t have to be on booger rag duty…