Spring in our Step

Spring brings colors and a seemingly fresh scent everywhere you go.  We enjoyed the pastels at Easter, along with the smell of chocolates and our Easter dinner with family.  I remember when I was a little girl, my mom would do our Easter egg hunt with the real eggs we dyed.  Those left a smell after a few weeks when they weren't discovered, that's for sure!  Our plastic eggs give no clues as to their location, and if  we find a stray or undiscovered treasure, we don't have to rush it to the garbage can!
 Easter Sunday is always special, and it didn't disappoint  
this year. We had a meaningful day discussing why we celebrate Easter and how important it is to remember why we do.   Here are the kiddos ready for church. 


Last weekend, Dave ran his fourth half marathon.  He was running a quicker pace than any of his other races, but he got a cramp and had to walk it out.  Even with cramping up, he tied his best time, so we are proud.  He brought an aroma to our spring of hard work...I just don't like to get to close to that springy smell!  Grant and Katelee ran the kids marathon and had red faces as they crossed the finish line.  They were so proud, as were we, of course. 

I feel like I am adding to the spring scents, but not in a pleasingly aromatic way.  Last week, I was covered in Brenna's puke, this week, I have cleaned up her poop off my floor multiple times.  In fact, just a minute ago, I walked by her door as she is supposed to be having quiet time and there was a faint odor.  This was unnerving as it had been quiet for a good 10 min, where I am used to her banging on the door exclaiming, "Let me out mom!  I happy!"  Sure enough, as I opened the door she was caught red handed...or brown handed, and brown armed and brown legged. She had yet again, attempted to change her own dirty diaper.  Have I tried pull-ups, potty training, diapers on backwards?  Yes to all those.  We've washed up, but I can't seem to feel clean. Maybe the kitchen sink explosion has something to do with it...our disposal was backed up (not a good idea to dump a huge spinach salad down the drain), and I thought I could take the pipes apart and get the blockage cleared.  Well, yes I could...only my little bowl for the draining,  wasn't prepared for the spray of green water flowing all over.  The water reached from under the sink to the pantry.  I'm not sure why I think I am a plumber at times, but hey, I saved myself a service call.  So, if you happen to be around me and you catch a whiff of "new car,"  I've decided to insert the car fresheners to the insides of my clothes.  It's for the good of all.