Picking all my mom's flowers.

To Evan's delight sometimes Steve will build him a track before he leaves early in the morning for work.

The kids found this worm; and if you look closely it looks like part of it is split in two.

My flowers keep mysteriously disappearing in the front yard. . . . . 

I wonder who is picking all those flowers.

I told Hailey I had a dream where some fairies asked me if they could come live at our house. She has been really excited and looking for them everyday. Rumor has it they are coming pretty soon.

We might have to leave some treats out to see if we can entice the fairies to come a little sooner.

She can demolish an entire case of strawberries from Costco by  herself in 2 days. Of course that is what she wanted to eat for breakfast before Church.

Yum, what a delicious banana kale smoothies!

When Evan naps in the morning we sit outside on the steps and do some reading. She has been quite obsessed with King Herod in the illustrated Children's New Testament. Out all all the stories we have read I don't know why she always remembers Herod, maybe because he was so wicked.

Starting a Nature Table

We decided to designate this table as the "nature table". The kids collect "treasures" outside, whether they are leaves, sticks, rocks, flowers, pine cones or whatever.....they get pretty excited to arrange their items on the table.

She really wants him to learn to use the pedals.

Going for a morning stroll.

Trying to hide in plain sight.

Outside

Doing a little dot painting. 

They had to help clean before they were allowed to go outside to play. 

Not going to bother with a diaper today.

Painting a 1$ birdhouse.

Climbing on the couch cushions while the slipcovers get washed.

Summer in January.

These two are fascinated by the trash man and his truck.

This whole week it has been hot up in the eighties.  Feels like the middle of the summer. We spend a great deal of time outside. 

It is not always fun to share.

Another morning outside.

Done playing outside.

Getting in a few stories after dinner. My dad does a great witch voice.