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Out of Doors

The battle between me and the kiddos is screen time. I don't want them on a screen and they do everything in their power to find a way to get screen time. I find this illogical because I see what they do when the mom is winning the battle and they head out the back door. This week, they have been working on creating a fort. It is next to our giant fire pit, so maybe they need to protect our "fire power". Remember the evil tree people who took out my two favorite trees? They never came back like they promised to remove the downed trees. So Tony has been spending his days making a wood pile for our giant fire pit. Did I mention it is so big our minivan would fit inside? The kids have been joining him down by the pit, creating their own space.

We also continue in our quest to catch a fish out of the lake. We have been planting seeds in our tomato pots from last year. We watch the geese and their new babies. I take walks, while the kids ride their bikes around me. Some of us camped out in our driveway in the camper on Friday night. The boys and I made it the whole night. Today's forecast was bad weather so we walked before Mass, but the rain held out most of the afternoon. Oh, well.

We are closing in on the end of the school year and that is a good thing. Everyone is ready to abandon the classroom for a while. I pray that the state parks are allowed to reopen soon. But even more, I pray that we will be able to go to Mass soon. My soul is pining.

Coffee and my Magnificat start each day and  keep me going

The new baby geese.

There were six at the beginning of the week, but only four today. I feel for the mama goose.

Every lizard we spy is named Bob. We love Bob.

The foundation of the fort. They were very busy.

The first plan was to cover the hideout in magnolia leaves. This proved to be a tedious task and was quickly abandoned in favor of a faster way to complete the fort.

Oh, how I love his toothless grin. Is there anything more sweet? I thought not.

Still working with magnolia leaves. It is slow going and requires more string than they had access to.

Hole punchers made the job slightly better.

One can also make the leaves have mad faces.

The view from the fire pit and fort.

The tablecloth from the classroom proved a much faster way to finish off the fort.
 
 
 
See how happy they are?
 
 
A rare sight on the bird feeder. I mostly see cardinals, finches, and chickadees.

Happy Divine Mercy Sunday!


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  1. Awww, I loved these pics! I can't believe how big they all are! So handsome and beautiful. Love your outside area. <3

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  2. Jenny, you are an awesome photographer!! Wow! and keep motivating them to play outside!! What a nice big backyard! The kids are getting so big and grown up looking... I miss seeing you all in person... we'll have to come and visit this summer.

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