'A Sunday well-spent brings a week of content.' - Proverb
Welcome, Faelyn
Wish You Were Here 10/52
Wish You Were Here ...virtual postcards from around the world
Dear Friends,
Spring Break has arrived! A much needed one, welcomed with a blizzard. Day one, we slept in, before lazily making our way outside. The snow was quickly melting in the bright sunshine and we decided to make a small fort with the boys. A few pallets quickly turned into eight pallets, plus much more. They are so excited about it; watching them light up with one of childhoods true joys. Life is good. xo. 
The Fort
'In the spring,at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.' -Margaret Atwood
Last week, Mike brought home a stack of pallets. They were intended for the fire pit. The boys' and I had been brainstorming alternative uses for them. Well, only one really- a fort. They picked out the perfect piece of land, made sure it was nice and flat and then it snowed, a lot.
Today we got beautiful spring weather, after a blizzard yesterday. We headed out and soaked up the sunshine. Those pallets were staring us down, so we decided to make the fort. A fort we only planned to use three pallets for. One for the floor, two for walls. Simple, easy and fun. But Mike was home today, and our impromptu fort turned into an elaborate little playhouse. We even pulled out the metal signs and license plates I'd stashed away for the someday playhouse. It's pretty much perfect- completely funky and very functional. There's even a duck (or chicken) door. And the boys have proclaimed it, 'sooooo cool!'
Wish You Were Here 9/52
Wish You Were Here ...virtual postcards from around the world Dear Friends, This week the boys' room got rearranged. We decided to take apart the bunk beds, since no one had any interest in sleeping in the top bunk. It's a bit cozier in their room, but they like it so much better. We're anxiously awaiting Spring Break next week, no vacation planned, but looking forward to not rushing out the door in the morning. Life is good. xo.
10-on-10: March
'the art of being happy lies in the powerof extracting happiness from common things' - Henry Ward Beecher
Saturday morning.
Filled with snuggles, lounging and laughter. After a long five days, it's soaked up with gratitude. No alarm clocks, no rushing out the door. Just lots of blankets piled around us, cozy and content.
thanks for coming north from the incredible Katy Tuttle; be sure to go south to the wonderful Annie Otzen.
