This is what my camera says we did last month:
I made these AMAZING fish tacos for Cinco De Mayo. (I have to take a picture because unlike others’ hobbies, I have nothing to show—other than my thighs—from my efforts). I truly love to cook and it was one of those nice days where the kids were otherwise occupied and I got to just prepare everything from scratch and it turned out wonderfully. (If you follow the link and make them, you HAVE to add the mango pico de gallo that it mentions.)
This is a picture of Faith’s injury. Notice how it’s ONE INCH from her eye. She was outside with Emma and was holding some long pokey thing and slipped and jabbed it into her forehead. Our nice friend, Jared, who is a dermatologist, drove back to his office and got some suturing instruments and we performed surgery on our ottoman. The scar is fading because he did an amazing job.
Gabe got to go on a field trip where they learn valuable skills such as how to turn cream into butter while dancing your head off.
Faith has decided she doesn’t like nursery after all and is throwing her famous fits when we attempt to drop her off. Luckily, neither of us can really take her during nursery hours, so she basically has to learn to deal with it. This picture was taken by Jessica A. —notice she’s not crying? That’s cause Jessica asked her about her shoes and there is little in life Faith loves more than discussing her shoes.
Seth graduated from his preschool. Please note a few things: 1) his winter coat over his Hawaiian themed attire. (aah! Spokane in May!) It dumped rain during the entire program. 2) the pirate patch which was positioned for a Cyclops AND had shimmied it’s way down to completely shut his eyelid during the pirate song. I’m not exaggerating when I say that between the slow hip circle dance and the eye patch, he had 2/3 of the adults in attendance doubled over in laughter. It was the funniest thing that happened all month. Not kidding.
Most of the preschool carpool:
Jane got to do her 1st grade music program. I’ve really figured out that the key to decent pictures is to send Emma up to the front of the audience with the camera. She sits on the floor and photographs while I enjoy the music in the back. Jane was really getting her groove on throughout most the program. (Continuing the Dancing Romneys theme we seem to have going here.)
Further enjoying the Rainiest May in History, we got to accompany Jane on Freedom Day. Here is a picture of her butterfly, Isabelle, before she flew the coop (to mix metaphors a little).
This is a picture of Ryan at his FIRST CONCERT EVER! For Mother’s Day, Ryan gave me (okay I called him up and ordered him to purchase) tickets to the BareNaked Ladies concert. It was so fun. A little different from the last concert (Nirvana?), I attended in that a)everyone stayed in their seat b)the median age was 35 and c)the group threw in some songs from their kids album.
More fun for the grownups at our house: A Cinco (Ocho) De Mayo party where Ryan drew on his Hayward upbringing to perfectly portray 60% of the males he went to school with. Please note the ironed crease in his t-shirt. He wants to make sure everyone appreciates his attention to detail.
We also had the annual piano recital. All the kids participated but I’m only putting Emma in because she has gotten no other love in the post.
And last, but not least, the birthday party—organized and executed by the
cheap creative one in the family. Here he is decorating the awesome cake:
It was an Almost Slumber party—as you can clearly see:
We had ghost stories,
breakfast for dinner
a “Sleeping Beauty” game that got derailed by, none other than
a Dancing Romney
Here are all the cute party goers:
I’d say Ryan hires out, but he’s a teensy bit busy these days.
I CAN send a Dancing Romney your way, however, should you be needing some distraction in your neck of the woods.