Buried but Alive

As I tried to make some progress on my dune climb, I found myself buried! So what's one to do? Have fun playing in the sand and enjoy every step, even though it might be minuscule. I can't believe most of April is already behind us. Here is a little glimpse of how it was spent. How about a different twist on the traditional Egg Hunt, finding eggs in a foot of new snow!

We were not the only ones who thought it would be a fun thing to do. The boys found lots of chocolate, some T-shirts, ski wax and lots of raffle tickets, which despite our high hopes did not crown us with snowboards or backpacks.

Easter was spent with family, meditating and rejoicing on God's great gift to us and Jesus' priceless sacrifice and ultimate victory.

All boys had fun searching for eggs, young and old alike. Do you see Ryan scouting for his prize? Eventually he found it buried in the new sand box he made for Levi's second birthday. I hope those chocolate wraps were sealed tight, nothing like a bit of crunch in your treats.

When the search for eggs was over, it was time to search for tadpoles. If the bigger the better holds true, the kids got the prize for spotting some bullfrog ones. I never seen tadpoles that big! With so many distractions coupled with some poor weather, we did not make up to the Alger Alps again! Ann, just another reason for you to come back to see us and finally finish this hike.

Just when I thought I had stored all of the ski equipment for the last time this season, Baker gets several new inches overnight followed by a clear and sunny day. Shawn and the boys could not pass it up. They finished their season strong.