The Bolts first victory came the Tuesday before Spring Break.
Macey has been working on her potty training. She is earning Squinkies for filling up her potty charts. I think Ryan wanted me to make one for him, but I reminded him that he has a lightsaber that he earned when he was 2.5.
We went to AR for a few days. Dan couldn't go with us because he didn't have enough vacation time. So I drove the kids up alone. It might have been just fine, but sister was in a funk and cried the day before, the entire trip, and the day after.
It was my Mom's birthday. Here is her Harry Potter cake.
My brother and his wife are in the background.
We stayed with my uncle and his family. Here is Leslie trying to keep Macey from crying.
The boys in the media garage.
On the Monday we loaded up in the car and headed to the University of Arkansas. You can see from the following pictures how excited the children were to go.
Here is my name etched in the sidewalk. I'm sure I've posted this before, but it is always reassuring to know that I really did go to college and that I had my own identity at one time that wasn't attached to someone else. (Not that I mind being Dan's wife or Alex's mom. I love it actually, but once I was going to be an architect. This is a part of me that I don't want to forget as my goals have moved on and now I'm a wife, mother, handywoman, housekeeper, cub scout leader, chef, etc. all for my family.)
My good uncle is also etched here out in the Old Main front lawn. A beautiful place to be immortalized!
On Old Main's steps.
Here we are at Wilson Park in Fayetteville.
The boys played in the creek. Oh, they would have been happy to stay here all day.
And Macey played at the park. She was saying to Ryan, "Ryan, don't go down there. You are going to get all wet." She was really worried. I have been concerned that my children are parenting each other and constantly remind them that their siblings already have two parents, but I think I'm going to change tactics. I think I'm going to encourage their parenting of each other so that they can learn about positive parenting and so that they can see what tactics work and don't work.
Mike and the boys went to a Military and Air museum. Alex took 150 pictures. I only kept these ones. I think he wanted to record it all for me, which was sweet but unnecessary!
Macey being very fashionable.
And as a parting farewell to Spring Break, Dan took Alex and our friend Andrew to an FC Dallas game. I hear it was a good time.
I think it was a good spring break. Certainly I could have done without the crying (Macey), the coughing (Alex), and the complaining (Ryan from the third row of the car on a 6 hour drive and for the few minutes sister was NOT crying, 'I'm sick. Listening to Dora makes me want to puke. Turn it off!') Perhaps our next vacation will be more relaxing; oh wait, it will be because I won't have any children with me! Aloha!