Days like this...

    Days like this make me want to ditch all responsibility and take the kids outside! I would love to zip off to the zoo or a park.  The air is cool and crisp and clean, the breeze is wonderful, and the sun in sparkling.  Really it is just perfect
outside. 
    But, alas I am not ditching all responsibility.  Instead, I am calling Sunday School teachers, planning for Easter activities, labeling Spring curriculum, and all the other things I need to get finished for work. (well right now I am taking a little break to feed a certain sweet little baby, who by some miracle drank his whole bottle...but was still hungry!)
    I think we have to do something outside tomorrow, this weather is just too perfect to squander.  We have recently started Geo caching (searching for fun little hidden treasures with a GPS), so perhaps that.
   Oh tomorrow is also a certain big boy's birthday party.  Our first born will be 7 on Monday, which is practically impossible to believe.  So tomorrow we are headed off to play Lazar tag with some of his friends.  On Monday, I will continue the tradition I have of telling the birthday child about the day they were born.  They really love hearing their birth stories-and I love to retell them.  I think on Monday I will type it up here, so I have it on official record :)
   With Cappy's birthday coming, it means mine is just around the corner.  I remember my dad calling me on my birthday after he was born.  (my birthday is 4 days after his) He asked me what I was doing for my birthday, I replied "watching Survivor". This was the first of my post kid birthdays, which go by with little fanfare or excitement-which truly is OK by me.  I love the planning and excitement of the kids' big days, and there is little energy left for mine by the time they all pass by! However, this is my 30th birthday-how did that happen? I suddenly realized I am closer to 40 then I am to high school!!! Seriously, I was just in high school, wasn't I? Ahh well, I don't mind getting older.  Really I have been looking forward to 30 for several years now.  Something about being "in my 30's" has always been exciting to me.  Dorky, I know.

    Before I finish up, I have to share a funny Rowan story (which are oh so numerous)  This morning, while I was brushing my teeth, he was standing next to me and observing.  Suddenly he looked at himself in the mirror and said "Oh no!" I asked him what was the matter.  he relied "the fire truck on my jammies! The bear is driving it, but he left!" "Where did he go?" I replied.  "He went home to eat some pizza". I cracked up! A few minutes goes by and I hear Rowan exclaiming "He came back, Yay bear! Good job, thank you for coming back! You ate all your pizza, say 'yes ma'am'.  You did a good job you comed back".  I went to find him and asked what was going on and he proudly pointed at his PJ's and said "See bear camed back"
This kid's imagination cracks me up! Where does he get this stuff! Neither of the big kids were big imaginers-(is that a word? It is now) but Rowan is always coming up with some story. Often they involve the animals or vehicles on his cloths.  Dinosaurs on shirts that bite, cars that win races.  He is just awesome.  Love that kid!!