Making: homemade chocolates (including a goat) mini almond-flour pizzas, a new skirt for Zia.
Caleb bought an electric guitar!
Valentine surprises for three sweet kids.
Presents from my amazing man. We met 11 years ago yesterday. You can read our story here and here.
And today, we pick up our last (for now) little goat–a black one with blue eyes! Her name? Valentine.
With snow on the horizon, we’ve enjoyed every non-wintry day on the front range this week. We went down to Boulder again yesterday to soak up the sunshine, this time coupled with high kite-flying winds that made us button up our coats–except for Zia, of course. I’m sporting a tan (from the neck up!) and we’ve all gotten a little boost to see us through the next three or four months–which is oh so very good.
A couple of days ago we got a good dumping of snow, maybe a foot or so. Everything was cold and frosty and it felt very much like winter.
But yesterday it warmed up and began to melt, and we all went out in the sunshine. David cut logs, Caleb stacked them, I washed our very dirty car, and Zia played in the snow. Cash did a little of everything (except for the chain saw part).
He started off by drinking a kale smoothie with Mama. If it’s purple, he’ll drink it–if it’s green, he won’t. I always throw in some blueberries for him.
The Before I Washed It picture. Did I take an After one? No, of course not. But that 4Runner looks much better now, believe me.
He was not impressed with my car-washing skills. Or at least, he pretended he wasn’t. (I know better).
So we thought yesterday was the most beautiful day ever–until we got up this morning and headed to Boulder to do our shopping. It was 75 degrees there! We decided the shopping could wait, and went to the park first. Of course, I didn’t bring my camera, but it was doubtless the warmest February day I’ve ever experienced.
I took Cash and Zia to the creek while David and Caleb lay in the sun on the hill. We passed girls sunning themselves in bikinis, guys running shirtless, and more modest people in shorts and tank tops.
We got to the creek and took off our shoes and socks. Cash squished his toes in the mud and threw rocks in the creek while Zia waded and explored the bank. It was exactly like summer–and it’s February.
We finally went back and I had to ask David if we could leave because it was too hot. I was sunburnt and the kids were red and sweaty and needed a drink.
So that was our day, and we might just try to replicate it tomorrow–though it’s supposed to be only in the 60’s. Boo-hoo. 😉
