April was a busy, busy month around here. Here's a look at what April looked like.
April looked like a trip to the gym for a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles birthday party. It looked like Baby Girl running and jumping and swinging and flipping all over the gym. It looked like Little Mr. scared to participate in the fun activities, but eventually warming up enough to do some other activities on the outskirts of where everyone else was. It looked like turtle masks in red, orange, blue, and purple. It looked like a fun time celebrating a classmate's birthday with friends. It looked like getting both cake and a cupcake. It looked like pizza and a Capri Sun. It looked like parachute games and two goody bags each...filled with candy, and a pen, and a skateboard. It looked like a balloon for each of the littles. It looked like one balloon not being held tight enough by Baby Girl and floating off into the sky. It looked like little girl crying as she watched her balloon getting smaller and smaller and eventually disappearing. It looked like Daddy telling little girl he'd buy her a new one. And then later telling her she could get another balloon or a slush. It looked like little girl getting the slush instead of a balloon.
April looked like a fun day to splash in the sprinkler for the first time this year. It looked like Baby Girl running and dancing in the sprinkles of water in the warm afternoon sun. It looked like Little Mr. mostly watching from afar.
April looked like a trip to the shoe store. It looked like new shoes for our two littles. Rainbow ones for Baby Girl and matching ones for Little Mr. but in blue and red like Spiderman. It looked like two new pairs of shoes for Daddy....you know we can't pass on a buy one get one half off deal.
April looked like a bake sale for Baby Girl's class to raise money for graduation. It looked like Momma staying up late and getting up early to prepare a couple of Pinterest-worthy treats. It looked like lemonade cupcakes complete with a lemon slice and a straw. It looked like dirt desert complete with a gummy worm and flower spoon. It looked like the dirt desert being such a hit that it sold out in minutes. It looked like Baby Girl's teacher asking me to make "just" dirt desert for their next bake sale in a couple of weeks. It looked like me telling her I could do that, but that I also already had stuff to bring minion cupcakes.
April looked like a trip to Epcot. The first one, for the littles. It looked like making a mad dash to see Anna and Elsa and thinking we were in a great spot. It looked like us finding out that our "good spot" actually came with a 2 1/2 hour wait. It looked like us finding out that it REALLY WAS a good spot when 10 minutes later we heard the workers telling other people joining the line that there was now a 4 1/2 hour wait. It looked like a little girl thrilled to meet Anna and Elsa. It looked like a day of meeting lots of characters. It looked like a meal at the best (and authentic) Italian restaurant in Italy at Epcot. It looked like a fun ride under the sea with Nemo. And a ride through the famous Epcot ball. It looked like a boat ride through both Norway and Mexico.It looked like a lot of fun.
April looked like Easter activities. Like an egg hunt with friends. It looked like baskets overflowing with eggs that were found. It looked like bunny bottom pancakes...how fun! It looked like Easter crafts and a resurrection garden. It looked like a new sailor dress for Baby Girl and a suit with a bow tie for Little Mr.
April looked like singing in church with the choir for Education Sabbath.
April looked like Little Girl riding her bike for the first time without training wheels. It looked like lots of falling, but progress being made. It looked like high-fiving and hugging. It looked like Baby Girl not getting discouraged by all the falls. It looked like Daddy running behind her, holding her steady while she got started. It looked like wobbling and crashing.
April looked like field trips. It looked like a field trip to the farm. It looked like a horseback ride. It looked like baby chicks. It looked like a picnic. It looked like Little Mr. joining Baby Girl's class on the trip. It looked like another field trip to the strawberry patch. It looked like picking eight quarts of strawberries for only 50 cents. It looked like another trip to the same strawberry patch a few days later to get more strawberries. It looked like a counter filled with strawberries that were just cleaned. It looked like strawberry jam being made and strawberries being put in bags to be frozen.
It looked like overdue pictures being taken for Mr.'s birthday. It looked like a million tiny moments that I don't want to forget. It looked like a lot of activity all rolled up and shoved into the 30 days of April.
