Rollin...

Sorry Winter
We are slightly over you.
No offense or anything.....

BRING ON SPRING!!

It's here!

SPRING!!
March 21st!

Inner Ninjas!

While doing more scouting for locations (aka making excuses to take photos of my kiddos enjoying free fun) we worked on our Ninja moves.
Or as Bean says, INJAH!

INJAHing is hard work!

This calls for a drink.

(too bad the fountains aren't hooked up yet)

Bike Gang.

These two spend a lot of time on their matching bikes.
A LOT!
Daddy just needs some matching mud boots?!

Oh hey SPRING!

Welcoming short sleeve shirts, popsicles, rain jackets, and rubber boots!
(And snow every other week, just to keep us honest).

Going to the ZOO ZOO ZOO!

A few more looks back.

Wishing and hoping for an early Spring?

NO idea where our little man gets his SAS.  No idea?!

Butterflies.  True little miracles.

Cousins.
It appears one is not as impressed as the other?

We've made many trips to the zoo since these images.  It's such a fun place for our family.

Friday Favorite...

My wee Ranch hand checking horses!

Sunday...

Just one tonight…
How did I get so lucky?!

Sandbox. Diggers. All things BOY!

This weekend Papa and Dad built Bean a new sandbox.
We overcame the dreaded flu bugger that has been lingering for nearly 2 weeks and did it up right in the '11th hour'.
To say it is a HIT is a huge huge huge understatement.

The boy has managed to pack every item with wheels and diggers and loaders and buckets from the depths of every toy corner of our home to celebrate in the grande opening.
No toy shall be left out.

I look at our wee old repurposed sandbox and wonder....
WOW, big enough for a lady bug maybe?
But that is just my take on the matter.

A sandbox.
A child's right of passage?!


The sand tracking in the house has increased exponentially.
And the floor cleaning required by my standards is nearly out of control.
But someone thinks it's a fair upgrade.  And that is what matters.

Thanks Papa.
Thanks Daddy.
So happy my boy has a sandbox to dig in as I did when I was a little girl.

Priorities!

Have chariot.
Will ride!

Riding used to jazz me up like nothing else.
Road riding that is.
I miss the hours in the saddle...
The saddle sores...
The sore feet...
The foot cramps...
Need I go on?
Riding solo was KICK ASS!!
Solo...
Burnin through powerbars like they actually taste good! Uhm yeah, they don't... taste... good...
These days I've made a wee shift in my ride to my heavy silver mountain TREK.
Instead of my sleek, carbon fibre sparkly blue TREK (AKA Blue Bell).  Yes, we have more bikes than shoes in this home... is that wrong?
HELLS NO!
The orange chariot bounces along behind for an added workout.
The Bean is tucked safely inside with snacks that could feed a mid sized army.
It is a perfect way to see corners of our city that just need to be loved.
I haven't been on my road bike since Bean arrived.
I'm struggling with every ounce to get back on it.  Not sure why??? Just can't seem to get my gears in gear.
GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER LADY my roadie pals have said... those without kids that is!
Perhaps riding on the side of busy highways with very little shoulders on tiny skinny tires with cars whizzing inches from my handle bars sometimes hearing ignorant gestures thrown out car windows and the odd slurpee thrown at my head feels a bit RISKY with a little man at home?
Priorities?
Crazy?
Whatev... I still miss it.
But the alternate is pretty fantastic!

Not sure when Blue Bell will resurface but for now we are sticking to riding around the Calgary Reservoir as a family, and celebrating with popsicles at the end.
It is gorgeous, a workout, and a great way to show Andrew that being active can be inexpensive and FUN!
HELLO READERS!!! BEING ACTIVE CAN BE INEXPENSIVE AND FUN!

Here are a few from a few wknds ago on the Res off our bikes.  I'm slowly playing catch up with pictures!

Heritage Park

I love everything about this photo!

Seriously handsome!

The helmet is not popular yet!