Aaron was making fun of me for spring cleaning like it was an Olympic event a couple of weeks ago, but you know what? Now I get to enjoy the gorgeous, melty weather guilt-free!
On Monday, it got up to 12 degrees here. The sun was out and the sound of snow dripping off the roof was music to our ears. The boys were delighted to play outside in hoodies, splashing around in puddles and cutting snow with their swords. They spent a good chunk of their outdoor time just sitting side-by-side on the front porch "having' a juicy snow snack." They were quite pleased with themselves for their resourcefulness in procuring a snack while playing outside. Does life get better than that?!
(Don't worry, their swords are so dull any knight who knows what's what would be ashamed. Seriously, the only time they've ever been cut by them was actually from stepping on a handle!)
Lilah, being a winter baby, was startled to learn about sunshine and the realization that there is such a thing as warmth outside of the Sanctuary of Home. Not sure if she liked it or not, but she didn't complain.
The week also included Lilah trying out the Jolly Jumper for the first time. I think the boys were more excited about this than she was: they settled in on the bleachers, uh, stairs and clapped while chanting, "Let's go Lilah, let's go!" as though they were at a sporting event.
Tirian got mad at Titus for using a stethoscope (unsolicited) to check his tummy because "he ate play-dough." To be fair, he did eat quite a bit before I noticed. And it was the super-salty homemade stuff with added glitter, so probably not the most nutritious.
This week we also made our favourite black bean brownies (they are the best brownies ever, recipe here) and experimented with making amazing frozen yogourt. We made a berry blend yesterday, and a strawberry, peach, banana version this morning. Both the brownies and frozen yogourt turned out really well, thanks to our awesome food processor. I love that thing. Don't be surprised if it shows up in our upcoming family photo.
It's crazy how often children get hurt compared to adults. Like, it's not the biggest deal to see kids with bruises on their heads and scrapes on their knees, but I would be shocked if Aaron came home from a day at work with his head looking like that. I would also be shocked that he went to work at all, since he's on leave until July.