The Busy-ness Returns...

What a week! When I am in school the days sometimes drag out, but the weeks fly by!! Then weekend arrives and the kiddo with it. We never seem to have enough time to do all the things we want to with him.

Last weekend we headed up to Hills Creek, just outside of Oakridge. We were checking out the camping options for opening day of fishing season in April. That is also Pa's birthday, so we will do a little celebrating as well. We had a good time. The kiddo was having a bit of a rough day, behaviorally, but all in all had a really good time. We did some geo-cashing, which is always fun. We found both of the geo-cash stashes. We decided that we were going to make one and stash it when we go camping. We did some hiking around the lake. The water was still really low, but Pa and Nena think it will be better when we go in April. It was a gorgeous day with not a cloud in the sky.

This weekend we are sticking close to home. The boys are out at the gym. They have taken to playing Racquetball on Saturday mornings. Gage is getting the hang of it and seems to really enjoy this time with his dad. I have been preparing some eggs for dying later. Since Gage goes home so early on Sunday, we are going to have to do our Spring Celebration today. I am going to put together a little basket of fun stuff for him. Then I am off to get a pedicure!! I so need one. I wanted to wear sandals the other day by my tore up toenail polish prevented that. Plus a little girl time by myself is always a treat.

That is the exciting life and times at the Team Mongoose home.

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