The main thing that happened this week was that we finally had a chance to take pictures of the kids in the bluebonnets so that we could update the picture on our wall. I’ve been putting it off because, well…Abigail is a bit of a wild child. She’s starting to listen a little bit better (though there is still room for improvement, ha) and is slightly more cautious (we could still work on that more, too), so I decided we’d go for it. I had seen a patch in the roundabout in Old Town Helotes that I wanted to take them to. Bluebonnets are pretty much everywhere this time of year, but most of the ones nearby are by the sides of busy roads, which is definitely a no-go. We opted to visit Old Town because even though it was a roundabout, we knew we could find a time to go when there would be little-to-no traffic. Other highlights of the week: I took pretty flower pictures and got my first COVID shot. I just had a sore arm and was a little tired the next day. Paul was able to get his second shot (he got his first one last month), which left him with a sore arm the day after, but yesterday (which was two days after), he felt kinda cruddy, tired, and nauseous throughout the day. He’s feel quite a bit better today, thankfully. It’s probably still better than getting the actual virus, though.
I thought I’d hop on here and make a separate post about our Easter celebration this year. It was just our little family, which is okay. Each kid got an Easter basket full of books, a fun item, and candy. Later in the day, Paul scattered eggs so the kids could do their own egg hunt. You’ll see in the video that each kid had their own method of collecting. Joseph went with quantity while Abigail was more interested in seeing what each egg contained as she found it. I eventually started putting eggs in her basket so that she’d have more than just a few eggs, because I knew she’d be disappointed at the end if her brother had way more than her. In between the festivities we were able to watch General Conference, which is always a blessing (especially since this year, President Nelson announced twenty new temples to be built!). I worked throughout the day to get dinner ready: starting with rolls, popping the ham into the slow cooker, working on rolls some more, starting the potatoes, defrosting the pie (thank goodness I decided on a store-bought pie), tossing the green beans on the stove at the last minute, making honey butter to go with the rolls, and then serving everything up. It was a really yummy meal…and we were so full that we didn’t even have dessert! We’ll just have to have it tonight. 😉
This was such a typical week, that I think I’m going to break from my regular format. Everybody did stuff, but it was pretty much the same stuff that we’ve been typically doing. The weather is pretty much the same as it’s been, so I’m not sure it warrants readdressing. So, this time around, I thought I’d just talk about the subject matter of the pictures I’ve taken this week. I’ve noticed a theme with my pictures: my plants and my babies. So much growth happens with both of those. I’ve seen my plants awakening with the longer, warmer days. They require nurture in the form of water, sunlight, soil, and air. Children are no different. They require physical nourishment, of course, but they also benefit greatly from love and kindness as we raise them; teaching them right from wrong and how to navigate this world that can simultaneously be amazing and terrifying. I love seeing the growth of my plants and I love seeing the growth of my children. I love seeing their relationship with one another grow. I love seeing the love they have for one another. I’m so grateful we’ve been blessed with those two little souls to guide and to raise.