What Makes Me Happy

Spring is my all-time, favorite season of the year. I cannot wait until the spring flowers start peeking out of the ground and the trees start blooming. Although, I'd also have to say that Spring seems to be the shortest season of the year. But, for a few weeks these bring me joy: These pictures are taken from a walking track that I have been going to ever since we moved to this area - 11 years ago. It just wouldn't be spring without walks by "Blossom Row". Today was one of those spectacular days when the blossoms are at their peak. I know a storm is expected this week, and I'm sure the blossoms will get blown off - big time bummer. I just happened to have my camera in the car today and just had to stop and get a quick photo of my all-time, favorite season in all its glory.

When Dallin was just learning how to talk, he called them "slobboms." I still think it's fun to use that word. Driving around town I point out the blossom trees, telling my kids that blossoms make me happy. A few years ago when Landon was about 2 and Cameron was 4, I could not go 10 feet without the boys pointing out a blossom tree. I had to make "ooh" and "ahh" comments about each one. As much as I LOVE spring, this became a bit tiresome by the time we were done with our errands, but I know they were just trying to make Mom happy. Love it.

Happy Spring!

Happy 5th Birthday, Landon!

It's my baby's 5th birthday. He is no longer a baby. I am just a bit sad. He has assured me that he cannot stay 4 forever, which was my plan. No luck. So, Happy Birthday Landon!We took the family miniature golfing, which involved a bit of a learning curve for Landon. But, with Dad's help, he ended up not being the loser, at least.
Being a Visnaw there is NO way to walk through an arcade without playing some games. Landon managed to earn a few tickets, but his brother Jayden hit the jackpot on one game and got over 500 tickets. Very fun for him.

Landon had been waiting all day to open his gifts and made short work of the pile.

Happy Birthday, Landon!

(I have a feeling that he thinks he's going to Kindergarten on Monday. He asked me if today [Saturday] was a day off of school, and he mentioned "having a good time at Kindergarten" in his prayer on the food at dinner. I might have a bit of explaining to do.)

You Can't Leave Your Camera Or Else THIS Might Happen

Just a bit of a heads' up - if you EVER leave your camera behind at your parents' house, you might find pictures like these on it when you get it back:
(Payback, Natalie)

(I'll accept THIS one, just 'cause she's cute.)

(Um - not exactly sure WHY, but O.K.)

Easter

I'm afraid this might be a slightly boring post, since just about everyone does the same thing for Easter. But, I feel compelled to document the fact that we are just like everyone else and have:

Egg Hunts in Grandma's yard...

and, egg hunts on Easter morning.

Grandma's egg hunt is infamous for its elaborate rules since there are so many grandkids of different ages and abilities. To make it fair each plastic, candy-filled egg has a number on it. Each kid must find one egg with each number from 1 to 12 on it - not as easy as you'd think, and the kids have a blast.
Leon grew up with the tradition of finding your dyed eggs, hidden by the Easter Bunny, around the house on Easter morning. At first I was a little leary of hiding real, hard-boiled, colored eggs around the house for fear that some might not actually be found and leave a smelly, dyed mess somewhere. But, we are careful to remember how many there are and hunt until they are all found.