Kite

The following two pics are from the previous week (I am catching up with my photos). After FK decided she was finished flying a kite that she and my spouse made a few years back, JK wanted a turn. I had the wrong lens on for these pics (I was trying to take a pic of an eagle), so use your imagination a bit to put the two pics together:

I Smile When...

1. my spouse comes home from the hairdresser and has to tell me all the details...
2. JK recites from memory Cat the Cat, Who is That? by Mo Willems (especially when he gets to the "hey, dude" and "blarggie, blarggie" parts)...
3. I overhear the interesting and often humourous conversations in the library by two of my esteemed colleagues (I'm not eavesdropping, honest!)...
4. FK tells me for the hundredth time that she wants to be a scientist like Da Vinci, no, wait, Pasteur, no wait, ...
5. I find a favourite author's newest book on the shelf in the library...
6. the librarians know our schedule so well they know something is up when we show up on a different day...
7. the Sprouts use the local dialect in expressing themselves...
8. my students try to guess my age (and make me younger!)...
9. we sing at the dinner table and none of us start on the right pitch...
10. little old ladies tell me how "cute, handsome, beautiful and adorable" my Sprouts are...

It's a Party in the Bathtub!

My wife has made the Easter Egg hunt a family tradition at our house. She has come up with clever ideas, and today was no exception. This morning FK, our six year old, was up very early expecting something to happen, but there was nothing downstairs. Hmmm...

After a breakfast of hot cross buns and yogurt (and coffee for Papa), the kids went upstairs to get dressed and EK went outside to set the stage for the egg hunt. The kids then went outside, and using baskets sent to them by Oma, found and collected eggs placed around the house.

The collected eggs were counted to be sure all were there...

...then brought inside. The kids discovered that upon opening the eggs (with difficulty by some), puzzles pieces were to be found inside. What did this mean?

The backs of the pieces were two colours - pink or blue. The pieces were sorted into two piles, then put together and glued on paper.

They formed maps! Perhaps to a treasure?

The kids discovered the treasure, or Easter baskets of loot, in the bathtub. Jo promptly exclaimed "It's a party in the bathtub!"

They carried the party, er, baskets downstairs and took out the contents of books, toys, and candy (there has to be candy for Easter!).

I wonder what my wife will do next year? Hmmm...