Don't your mid morning snacks consist of ice, olives, and cashews (and safety goggles)?
Seth and Hazel in the morning--it could be a song.
As I sit to type this out, it is the hour of the sprinklers (ours come on at 10pm then again about 15 mintues later). We have a patch of grass in the back yard for which these sprinklers exist. Well, there is a special button on our sprinkler control box, or whatever, that you can push called "rain delay". I pushed it today. Large amounts of cool cool water washed over the valley two days after the first day of Spring. It started after S and L's bath this morning. We pulled Dad out of bed to come stand in it with us. Cold drops on our shoulders assured us that Spring hadn't sprung unsung here, but was just holding back a little. So tonight, as three of us sat down to spaghetti and meatballs, Seth said, "Bless the broken Lincoln Log box that I broke, Bless the cheese on my meatballs, thank you for Daddy's new shirt" and "thank you that it's raining today". Amen!!