beauty in the ordinary.

scraps and snippets of our weekend:



friday found me attempting speed photography, namely shooting dandelion puffs faster than my five year old could blow them. she's quick, that kid.

saturday morning soccer was a whole lot of gale-force polar wind. no pictures of that, as i'd loaned my stripey grey and cream mittens to my youngest boy and could barely feel my fingers, let alone use them. :)

sunday afternoons are often merry processions of card games; monopoly deal and connect four and memory. elle and i recommissioned a deck of 'pass the buck' cards into a zany game of memory, cracking ourselves up when we selected the lone buck.

green onion blossoms are so perfect in their pointy, star-shaped purpleness. my kids gather them by the fistful, and while this wasn't their direct intention, i could not imagine up a more cheerful mother's day gift.

monday was the hubby's birthday; it's that time of the year that we're the same age again, which tends to rain on my parade, but ah well. in honor of his special day, i attempted to let him sleep in, but i might have set off our smoke alarm with the griddle, and also might have dumped an unorthodox amount of baking soda into the whole wheat pancakes for his birthday breakfast due to a principle called I Am Too Lazy To Use Measuring Spoons. hypothetically.

he said not a word about either, which is a shining example of why i love the man. (happy birthday, babe.)

which brings us to tuesday, where i am unwrapping the gift of ordinary, beautiful weekends.