Ok, I am going to try this again....hopefully, the last experience updating my blog was a result of lost patience? We'll see if I have better luck this time :) How is everyone? What have y'all been up to? Things have been quite busy around our house. Hutch started tball a couple of weeks ago (at this point, he has only had one practice session and it resulted in us leaving about 30 minutes into it due to an absolute meltdown- by Hutch, in case you were wondering). Hutch has also begun swim lessons, which he LOVES. Here are a few pics from the past couple of weeks!
Tball....prior Meltdown of 2012.
Last Saturday, Jeremy went fishing, so what did we do? Well, I am glad you asked. We played outside in the rain. And it was a blast.
I think it started out as, "Ok, you can go outside but it's raining, so stay on the porch!" Then, Hazel got brave and started running into the rain & then running back in. They were having so much fun, I just let them go to town. It was one of those, "Oh, well, they're happy" moments. It really was quite fun.
Hutch enjoyed splashing in the puddles
And, of course, there was sidewalk chalk involved. Hazel liked to eat it. SO, eventually it was put up.
Our little Picasso
And things REALLY got fun when we pulled out the umbrella
Hazel was super excited when her Daddy got home. She didn't seem to mind that his golf game was rained out.
We had Mee Maw, Paw Paw and my parents over for lunch on Sunday to celebrate Mother's Day. It was so great to spend this day with such special people- I only wish the other mothers that mean so much to me lived closer to attend!
The ladies + 1 extremely unhappy little fella
Everyone minus Jeremy (he was the picture-taker) and my Dad (he had already left at this point). Diggin' Hutch's fake smile. Nice.
After everyone left, we headed back outside for a few hours. The weather was AMAZING! Hazel wanted to check out the ferns to make sure they got plenty of water.
Watch out! It's a John Deere and a traveling cow! Hazel needed a thumb break.
Hutch has a new obsession. Rolly pollys. Those poor little guys. He will find about 2 of them and pick them up. And put them down. And roll them around in his hand. And put them in cracks that are in the concrete. And try to get them out. And "hop" with them. Which, in Hutch language, means throwing them on the ground. We tried to have a conversation with him about this last night, and told him that he needs to be gentle with these little critters so he doesn't hurt them. Apparently, it didn't work so well. I guess he thinks since they are in a ball, it's ok to throw them. Why wouldn't you throw a ball? Makes no sense!
Well, that is it for now. And, just to let you know, this was quite easy! I am not cursing or pacing or yelling at my computer. Not that I EVER do that. :) Maybe this means I am back on the blogging train? :)
Happy Friday Eve! Hope you have big plans! We are headed to a bday party tomorrow night, a MS Braves game on Saturday w/ Jeremy's work, and then over to my parents for their annual croquet tourney Saturday evening. Should be a fun one! XOXO