Egg Hunts & Races...

I lost my editing software with my new computer, so these shots are not only abundant, but not cropped.  I am choosing to be patient with that until resolved, in the name of keeping up with my postings.  If I wait to post until my editing ability is back, Matthew may be running in these races shown below! 

Margaret chose her "running suit" attire so that she could be appropriately ready for all of the day's racing.  Afterall, she would be competing with kids more than twice her size!

Charlottesville High School annual egg hunt and spring fling.  Fun and convenient, but we'll probably check out UVA's next year.

 

ACAC's race and egg hunt at Adventure Central - numbers on and ready to go!  I love how they encourage exercise before pigging out on candy the rest of the day!

 

 

Post race medals.  Hopefully we'll all finish and get one!

 

Look how many baskets I can carry all by myself!

 

"Hi, Dad!"

Posed at the starting line and ready to go.

 

Ready, set, go!

Love the wind in her cheeks, showing how hard she was running.

We did a warm up lap earlier and skipped nap, so Margaret walked the last 10 yards to the finish line, huffing sweetly, "I tired.". 

Her SECOND medal!

 

 

So proud of herself, and with good reason.

 

 

And the 5 & 6  year olds are off!

Shortly after this shot, Andrew would be tripped up and take a serious fall...hole in pants, bleeding knee---you get the picture.  But he hopped right back up, didn't even look for us, and continued the rest of the race as if nothing happened.  He was definitely in some pain afterwards, so we were VERY proud of him for soldiering on and finishing the race.  We are making big strides!

 

 

Margaret's egg hunt after the race.

Now for the neighborhood egg hunt!  She's perfected it by now, so watch out!

 

Let Holy Week Begin!

Margaret has done beautifully in her big girl bed since she was "moved up" in October shortly after her birthday.  She has taken to "reading" if she wakes up early, but the only problem is her tendancy to tear the pages out of books.  Opps!  Or is it??  One of her many Bibles is often the recipient of her rampages.  Can't complain that that is her book of choice!

Several times this week, I heard them upstairs and Andrew would say, "No, Margaret.  You can't tear the pages out because the Bible is very special. It's God's word. It's not Mommy's word, it's God's word."  If only you could hear his tone of voice...he's so practical when he says it.  I'm just glad he made sure to clarify that I am not the author of said very special book!

A few Clifford showings at the Paramount as part of the Virginia Book Festival.

Waiting for Clifford

Clifford!

We had a FANTASTIC MOPs Family Fun Day yesterday complete with Bounce N Play slides, playground, lawn games, and the first Easter Egg Hunt of the week.  Gorgeous weather, too, followed by 4" of snow today!

Palm Sunday!  Margaret, being the youngest and shortest child, led the procession (by herself) into church down the center aisle.  We were quite impressed with her performance, considering she had NO idea what was going on!

Gotta love Lucy Colquite.  She's starting to look a little hesitant.

 

Margaret lead the procession down the aisle all by herself, literally!  She truly did a GREAT job.  Like a Bridesmaid in the making, she had perfect speed, took her turn at just the right spot, and waved her palm branches with the reverence intended.

 

For the second service, Miss Gwen walked down with them. 

Clearly comfortable with his palm branches this year!

 

I spy Daddy!