A little bit of this and a little bit of that cobbled together to make a post.

Out of the last 26 days, Dan has been in Ireland for 16 of them.  But he returns home tomorrow and will hopefully be home for a few weeks before the next round of trips begin.

I'm not complaining. (Too much anyway.) I'm just stating facts. 

I am extremely thankful that Dan has a job, that he's not in the military and gone for a year or more (in a war zone!), that the kids at 8 and 10 can pretty much do everything for themselves, and that we live next door to my parents.  In fact, I thank God for those things daily. 

But I prefer it when he's home.

The kids have been on Spring Break for the last week and a half and we have kept  busy.  In addition to shopping for Sarah's recital dress, we have had multiple play dates, gone to the local trampoline park, had more play dates, gone for frozen yogurt (while it was sleeting and snowing outside! Mother Nature must be PMSing or something!), gone shopping for shoes to match that recital dress and slept in. 

Sleeping in was by far my favorite thing.  Oh sweet sleep, how I love thee.

The kids probably preferred the trampoline park.  Even though we have a trampoline in our backyard which gets used almost daily they had a blast here. The boys loved the dodge ball court most of all and the girls jumped until they were sore.

Trampolining (spell check is screaming at me for this one but I think it sounds like a real word so I'm sticking with it) is great exercise in case you've never done it. I got on the one in our back yard for a few minutes the other day and thought I was going to die.  Running three miles or doing a Jillian workout seemed like a walk in the park to the trampoline!

And now, after two very cold dreary winter-like days,

it looks like spring my finally, finally be here.  We are expecting sunny weather and 70s and low 80s for the highs next week!  Which is a good thing  because I don't like it when I have to cross my arms, stomp my feet and poke out my lower lip.

Oh, and another reason I'm glad spring is here?  All of Peter's pants are waaaaaay to short.  His favorite pants are a good 3 inches too short and he looks totally ridiculous wearing them.  But he doesn't care so I don't fight him about it. If only capris were in style for 10 year old boys we'd be golden.  But since they aren't, I'm hoping that the weather will cooperate so he can finally switch to shorts.

All right.  Enough about the weather, have a great weekend everyone!