Gymnastics, Mushing and Microwaves...Oh My.

Weekend planning is a prime time to apply the Deathbed Priority Test: On your deathbed, will you wish you would spent more prime weekend hours grocery shopping or walking in the woods with your kids? ~ Hal Borland

This Hal Borland fella is on to something. Laundry and groceries can wait, there is fun to be had. Today is Saturday and we were BUSY. Okay, not so busy that I don't have time for two blog entries, but still busy in it's own sense. This morning Cooper had Gymnastics, after that we went to Mush For Kids, and to finish it off we picked up our new microwave.

Speaking of our new microwave, let me eulogize our last one. It was a beautiful microwave when she (Yes, it's a girl. It did a lot of work around the house, cooking, cleaning and providing love in the form of warm hot fudge, which makes it a female.) came into the world, shiny and new. She enjoyed her job of warming the cold and reveled in the smell of perfectly cooked popcorn. The world, however, took it's toll on her. After only four short years her door became loose and yet she hung on, clinging to life like a dryer sheet stuck to a skirt out in public. Alas, on Saturday last she lost her battle. An explosion in her bowels ended her life, just 10 months past an average extended warranty. (5 years...Is there a conspiracy theory to be born in the misfortune? I think so.) She has been replaced quickly with a younger, cheaper version (HeHe.) but will be sorely missed. Well, as soon as someone who will not be named (No, not Voldermort...Jonathan!) takes her to the dump she will be missed. You were a good microwave, Ms. Fridgedaire Professional Series, but you could not hold up to the test of time. Fare thee well.

Huh, can you say Tangent? I can, and just did. Anywho, we were busy but there was fun. Here's a bit of photographic evidence.

I adore this picture of Coopie. Is there anything more beautiful than the sound of your baby's laugh? I think not.

His little faces crack me up.

Thatch driving the Fire Truck. It's kind of a big deal when you are a 5 year old.

The boys playing with a Malamute. (Go LHS!)

The Coopster playing in the snow while we were waiting for Thatch to finish his sled ride. Good times.

Jonathan is working tomorrow so today was basically the only family weekend time we are having together until April 28th. We squeezed in a lot of fun time and a little house work. However, Mr. Hal Borland has one flaw in the Death Bed Theory: we seriously need some groceries. I guess we are having Papa John's for dinner!

Love,
S