{Week 16} The Boys

Kingston, Week 16: Proudly showing off his colored Easter eggs (complete with silly face)
Cole, Week 16: In his great-grandma's backyard on Easter Sunday, after eating a few M&Ms.

{Following the 52 Week Photo Project... taking one photo each week of our boys in 2014.}

{Week 15} The Boys

Kingston, Week 15: Working with daddy on pitching.
Cole, Week 15: Trying his hand at a little t-ball.

This weekend was beautiful.  I am so thankful we got to spend a little time outside enjoying it.

{Following the 52 Week Photo Project... taking one photo each week of our boys in 2014.}

{Instagram} Softball Saturday

One of my new favorite photos of my guys.  After at least one game on any given softball weekend, you will find the hubs and Kingston running the bases together.  This last Saturday, Cole joined in on the fun... although he did not run in the same direction as they did.  Love these men of mine.

{Week 4} The Boys

Kingston, Week 4: Getting ready to run half a mile in lane 4, because he is 4 years old (his reasoning).

Cole, Week 4: Playing "baseball" on the high school football field.  This boy loves to play ball.

{Following the 52 Week Photo Project... taking one photo each week of our boys in 2014.}

We got a little swim in.

After all the local festivities last Saturday, we all wound up at my in-law's home... and in the pool.  Cole even found himself floating around the blue waters.  

I think it is pretty safe to say that we have another water baby on our hands.  

Oh, and all photos are credit to the hubs... I was in the pool pretty much all afternoon.  It was a great day.

2013 Junior Jog

This weekend Kingston and his cousins Brooklyn and Tatyana ran their 3rd annual Junior Jog, part of the Mason County Forest Festival.  They were pretty pumped up for the race and could not wait to get their medals.  

But, for the 2nd year in a row, Kingston decided to cry/scream the entire race.  Don't believe me?  Scroll back up to the picture of the hubs and him running in the race.  That's a sad/angry face, people.  After they crossed the finish line, the hubs talked to Kingston about the crying.  Apparently Kingston was a little overwhelmed by all of the kiddos racing.  Whoops - I guess we should have gotten to the race earlier than one minute prior to race time (mom/dad fail).

In the end, all was fine and everybody was happy... especially once the ring pops came out of my purse (candy cures all). 

An Early Birthday Party.

Last Saturday we celebrated my mom's birthday.  We had a great family celebration - complete with dinner, cupcakes, flowers, balloons, and gifts.  I'm pretty sure my mom was perfectly spoiled that day. 

Tomorrow is my mom's actual birthday (4/25).  Many, many wishes for a wonderful, happy, and blessed birthday Mom! xoxo

Yes, please.

Here's hoping our weekend is just as relaxing as our kitty Jack's day so far.  He's doing a pretty great job at keeping our window seat company.  Thanks, buddy.

Close-Ups

{Cole, 7 months.  Kingston, 3 years.}

These two finally started to feel a little better on Sunday - their colds hit them pretty strong this last week and I am thankful they are finally pulling through.  Maybe it was having some of their favorite people in town this weekend that helped.  

Photo credit: THIS lady.

The Heartbreak Kids.

{Carson and Kingston, 3 years old}

Matching pirate jammies after Carson's pirate-themed birthday party?  Ye bet yer lucky starrrrrrs, matey.  

Oh what a fun weekend away we had.  These two boys had a blast playing together and it was so fun to overhear their conversations.  They are too much.

The cookie mishap.

So, it's Friday again friends.  Even better... it's a Friday of a four-day weekend for me.  No big plans for the long weekend, but I am so thrilled to spend some time at home relaxing, helping my boys heal (both Kingston and Cole have colds they cannot seem to kick), and maybe working on a few house projects.

To start of the weekend right, I thought I would bake a few semi-healthy cookies for my family... you know, ones where you substitute out the butter for applesauce and include oats?  Yum.

It was going so well.  Until I decided to use my tablespoon ceramic measuring spoon to help ball the dough on the cookie sheet.  On my seventh ball, the handle snapped off of the spoon in the dough.  Not good friends, not good at all.  Not good even one bit.  Because although the break was a pretty clean one, there were still two chunks that were unaccounted for... in the dough... with oats... and white chocolate chips.  Eh.

And that is why we only had six homemade cookies on this lovely Friday.  Which are now down to three, thanks to Kingston and I (we had to have ourselves a little taste test).  Oh well... I said I wanted to make a few healthy cookies, right?  Right.