Five

too tired to swim

Four

A water-balloon can be a magical thing.

Three

My Mother's Day lilies... still in full bloom.

Two

One

Today we started off with a bit of a surprise. It started by a phone call from Jill to tell us that this little package had arrived.

We hopped in the car and headed down to greet our newest little niece. 

Capri Lauren.

Congratulations you three.

 She's perfect.

It was a great day to start to my project.

30 days.

That's the goal... thirty days.

I've heard of Project 365 many times. I always thought it was a great idea and that I would probably enjoy doing it, but I also knew that it would take a lot of dedication. After stumbling onto a blog a few weeks ago I was inspired, and I decided it was something I really wanted to do. I also realized that it may just be an easier way to blog (a photo, some words, and I'm done).  I'm all about making things easier.

However, being my cautious-uncertain self, I decided that I needed to start out a little smaller. Just to get a taste of what I might be getting myself into. So, the goal is a photo a day for thirty days.

And who knows, maybe if I enjoy it, maybe I will have to continue it and turn my project 30 into a project 365.

I called my sister Angie one night, and told her what I wanted to do and asked her if she wanted to join in. I told her that there was no rush, I was planning on starting on June 1st. I told her the blogs I had found for inspiration and told her to call me to let me know if she wanted to do it or not. She wasted no time and called me the next morning with her simple reply, "I'm in."

So, you can follow Angie too if you want.

As it turns out, Angie and I share the cautious/uncertain genes, as well as an impulsive/impatient gene. Hence the reason we won't be waiting until June 1st to start. We'll start tomorrow, May 17th.  
And since I don't feel right about posting without a picture... here's one with a cute little redhead. Just for your viewing pleasure.

See you tomorrow...

the makings of a great day.

my three boys,

a kiddie pool (an alligator one works best)

a couple of camp chairs,

some yummy popsicles,

and my camera... and I'm all set.

Sand Mountain

Yesterday we headed out past Sand Hollow Reservoir and went on a drive to Sand Mountain.

It ended up being the perfect way to wear out the boys. Porter ran up and down the dunes all morning. I don't know where he was headed, it seemed like he just wandered aimlessly. But he wouldn't stop.

We took trucks, buckets and shovels to dig with, and a cardboard box to slide down the hills on.
 The boys had so much fun.

We left a little late in the morning and it didn't take long for the sand to start heating up. So, we didn't end up staying very long.
We'll definitely be back, but we'll have to start out a little earlier in the day.

I blame myself... really, I do.

I left the yogurt on the table.

I left the chair standing up.

It was only a matter of time.

We headed out to visit Gramma and Papa C. for Easter weekend.  We dyed eggs, opened Easter pails (no baskets... the pails will withstand more abuse from the boys... and dirt) and had a fun weekend with family.

Both Porter and Bridger got little planes.  Porter is obsessed with planes and will shout out whenever he hears one flying by. So, I was tickled when I found out that Matchbox makes die-cast planes as well as cars!
 

It was a great weekend.