One of these days I'll figure out how to post pictures in order of what I wanted instead of them being backwards. So this is actually the most recent to last week sometime update for you ;-)
Yesterday it decided to become summer with 80 degrees outside. We had some fun with friends over, water, firepit hotdogs, and ooey-gooey marshmallows. One of many I hope.
Yesterday it decided to become summer with 80 degrees outside. We had some fun with friends over, water, firepit hotdogs, and ooey-gooey marshmallows. One of many I hope.
Yesterday was also our last class meeting for the Young Marrieds for this session. Thankfully, we are on the docket for continuing on in a class- format in the fall. It has been really enjoyable and we are excited about what's next! This was the much anticpated balloon game- we all wrote one thing we learned about in the session then took turns trying to keep all the balloons in the air. The point being that try as we might- we can't balance everything perfectly in our marriages all the time... neat way to picture that fact.
Brad and I went to see the Broadway version of Beauty and the Beast. Very cool- I love that music!
This was an after the concert treat- ice cream with the boys. It went over well. =)
Jaedon looking oh so dapper for his spring music concert.
This was an after the concert treat- ice cream with the boys. It went over well. =)
Jaedon looking oh so dapper for his spring music concert.
Brad came home a day last week and said "let's go out to eat then go to a park." Although I'm not entirely bright- I was smart enough not to turn down that offer! =) We had a lot of fun together.
We visted the Fredrick Meijer Gardens with Adrianna and Eliza last week. They have a glass sculpture display through-out the gardens right now and even though I usually don't glance much at art or "art"- I thought these glass displays were pretty neat. Above is a tea party at the gardens.
Our time consumes like smoke, and posts away;
Nor can we treasure up a month or day:
The sand within the transitory glass
Doth haste, and so our silent minutes pass.
~Rowland Watkyns
Nor can we treasure up a month or day:
The sand within the transitory glass
Doth haste, and so our silent minutes pass.
~Rowland Watkyns
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