The Grand Sand Dune

So a few weeks ago, before the re-birth of winter, we went out to the Little Sahara. Grandpa Harris took Andrew and Emma out there to explore, and it sounded like they had so much fun, we all went out there on a weekend. Let's see, the best way to describe the experience is..... well, sandy. Sand everywhere. Tons of fun, but a painful reminder of how I need to exercise more. It is painful enough climbing a near 90 degree hill, but in sand, that cuss hill takes an eternity.




Oh yeah, were were there all of two seconds before Allie thought it funny to throw sand clods at the camera.









The process of rolling down a sand hill.







OH, this next sequence is fun. First you can see how eager Allie was to climb back up the hill. I was obliged to help, but I nearly died of exhaustion. Seriously, I came to the top of the hill chanting "water". But the way down was a lot more fun. The hill was so steep, and the sand so loose, it was like swimming down the hill. I could dig my arms in the sand and swim downhill. So it was like a sled ride for the kids. It was also kind of cute on the way back up the hill, Allie started freaking out about sliding back down, so Emma came to her rescue. Rock on 'M'!!






It wasn't long before I realized the sand a few feet below was a little more moist, and was easy to form. So in my attempt to distract the kids from dragging me up one more cuss sand hill, I made sand thrones for the Sand Princesses. Andrew was a punk, so I just buried him.





There was one major casualty. The wind picked up, and blew the M&M's over. I swear I could hear the faint sound of taps in the distance. RIP M&M's

Baaa Baaa Yummy Sheep

In preparing Sunday dinner, I had invited little Allison to help, in hopes that it would keep her from teasing her siblings. On the menu, leg of lamb roast, and as I prepared it, Allie kept calling it "kicken" (aka chicken). So I explained to her that it was lamb, like a sheep.... Baaaaa! Of course I have to use sound effects to communicate the type of animal. Allie loves sound effects, so she quickly realized what sort of animal I was talking about. Of course she kept repeating "BAAAA" over and over again. Thank you Allie, for taking dinner to a presonal level.

Winter, it's the new Spring

Just a few pics to sum up the week.





As much as Rachel and I enjoy the cozy nature of a snowstorm, it seems to me these tulips were not in accordance. I like the last photo, almost like the tulip was peaking out the door to see if the snow was still there.