Weekending

It is said April is a month of extremes. I think that's why I'm not a lover of our fourth month. She's so unpredictable that I just cannot trust her. Yesterday I woke up to snow. It will be 70 before the end of the week.

The weekend was cold and windy, but that didn't stop Ted from golfing both Friday and Saturday, or running in shorts on the beach with his uncle. The rest of the fam went for a walk on Marine Drive Easter morning and were surprisingly warmed by the sun despite the chilly temps. We saw a couple eagles and lots of deer. It was our church.

I'm usually at mass on Easter Sunday, but this year we decided to spend time at Windmill Beach. I missed it, but it was nice to get out of dodge and decompress too. I was up to watch the sunrise through the clouds Sunday morning and that in itself is a good dose of holy. Then I went back to bed.

I'm looking forward to beach days, but there is also something special about WB in other seasons. Something cozy, safe and snug. We cook together, play games and are grateful for the time away as a family. Wizard always makes an appearance or two and we are still on a Sequence kick. The guys play lots of cribbage and there were a few games of ping pong too. When we finally got home Sunday night, the kittens were very happy to see us and are not really letting us out of sight ever since. 

Ted's back in Madison for his final stretch of projects and exams before finishing his junior year. Lily is a few AP exams away from graduation. I'm focusing on honoring all these milestones and preparing for what comes next.