Again, our dear fans, it’s been too long. We haven’t said anything, no filling in or illuminating you, since mid-April. So sorry! But, as Mom and Dad have learned, we might be more capable of taking care of ourselves personally (like bathing and eating and doing homework) but there are so many things that we’re doing now that take organization and driving and organization. (Did we say organization?) It all take time. Time we aren’t devoting to blogging. But, have no fear! We’ve got an (maybe close to) exhaustive list below, detailing our exploits.

End of April and May brought last day of school, Mother’s Day, and an epic trip to the Zoo. Asher toured his kindergarten classroom for next year, met his teacher, and added an extra day each week at Adventure School. We went to the Botanic Gardens plant sale and planted our re-vamped garden. (On a sad note, we’d like to say a small prayer for the edamame plant. The rabbits ate it. RIP edamame. RIP.) We got our hair dyed–everyone but Asher–and the older boys went to a friend’s birthday party at Boondocks, a place of wonder and joy, where they played laser tag and mini golf, and rode on bumper boats.

So far, June’s seen a fantabulous performance by Emmett in Swan Lake. He was a hunter! And so cute! He had a racoon-cap, a vest and belt, and a crossbow. We went to Comic Con, and had an AMAZING time. We all, and I mean everyone, had costumes. Emmett was Harry Potter, Riley was the Blue Ninja, Tessa was Hermione Granger, Asher was Master Wu, Mommy was Luna Lovegood, and Daddy was Sheriff Hopper. We took pictures with Moana and Maui, Dorthy from Oz, and tons of other characters. We actually met David Tenant. For those of you out there that have no idea who that wonderful man is, he is the voice of Scrooge McDuck. (Or for those of you that are older than us, he’s also been in Jessica Jones, the Harry Potter movies, and was a doctor in Doctor Who.) He was great and said, sounding like Scrooge McDuck, “Curse me kilts!” And he signed a picture of Scrooge for us. We will always remember our time waiting in line for him fondly.

And we’ve already hit up a lot of camp. Emmett’s had an entire week of theater camp (coming home singing Puttin’ on the Ritz), Tessa had an entire week of art camp (metal embossing), and everyone just finished up a week of science camp (dissection for the older boys, animals for T-bone, and wild animals for Asher). And that’s just the start of camp-y-ness! Zoo camp, Steve and Kate’s, YMCA, and dance camp are still to come! Not to mention, park days, water fun in the yard, going to the mountains, and just general summer-goodness.

Stay tuned for more details as they develop,
The Pigs

Sorry, people! We’ve been slacking on blogging. But in our defense, we’ve been busy. And, as way of explanation regarding the short-ness of this blog post, we are still busy.

Asher’s started going two days-a-week to Adventure School and he’s doing amazing. He hikes and climbs and builds forts and pretends to be sailing and sees coyotes, eagles, and deer every time he’s there. He has friends that he puts on shows for and two great teachers that teach him stuff about ropes and tents and stuff. He loves being outside all that time, no matter the weather!

Emmett’s dancing is going great. He was in a contemporary dance performance in March and he loved it (and we loved watching it!). He got a teeny kitten, whom he named Apollo (after the spaceship), and the kitten sleeps with Emmett in his bed every night. So cute! The kitten is getting accustomed to our home, to our people, and to our dog. So far, so good. Emmett’s also picked the guitar back up, so now he’s doing voice and guitar lessons together–perfect!

Tessa’s doing great being Tessa. She’s had some art classes, she and Emmett recently started doing jiujitsu with Riley and they both are having a blast with it, and she’s enjoying riding much longer distances on the new bike she got for her birthday in January. She’s also working hard practicing guitar and loves performing the Gnarls Barkley song “Crazy.”

Riley’s excelling in jiujitsu, he’s hitting guitar practice hard too, and he’s recently acquired more Nerf dart guns and Pokemon cards, both of which he likes sharing with friends. He also loves snuggling with Emmett’s kitten and Emmett’s kitten loves napping on Riley, so it’s a good fit for all. Riley does an amazing job taking care of the chickens, too. He’s our go-to man for jobs done, which works for him because he likes to earn money to buy more dart guns and Pokemon cards.

Tessa’s bday was a hit. Everyone made great tie-dyes. Spring break was a bust. We were all sick. Dad’s bday was good. We went to the mountains, where we’ve been a few times in the past few months to ski and snowboard. Pop-pop’s bday was great. He and Ms Ann came over for dinner.

We’ve taken a break from weekly swim lessons, but added another jiujitsu class each week (and in Tessa and Emmett’s case, they’ve added three new jiujitsu classes each week), so it feels like we’re less spread out and more focused on just a few things. It’s a good thing. But we are still busy, busy, busy.

Coming up: Summer. But for now, we are good. And happy.

Be well,
The Pigs

Hi All!

We were so busy with the holidays, we forgot to blog about the holidays. We had all the regular stuff: Emmett’s birthday party, Hanukkah, Solstice, Christmas, and New Year’s. And although while we were in it, it felt not too rushed, not too crazy, it went by so fast and we had so much to do that when it was over, and we were onto the next thing, we forgot all about it. Maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe we’re so present in the moment and when the moment passes, we are present in the next moment. Maybe it is a good thing to not be looking too far ahead or too far behind. Maybe that means everything is exactly as it should be.

But still, the holidays did happen, so here’s the recap: Emmett’s birthday was a Back to the Future birthday. He and his friends took the couch apart and built a time machine fort, then took over into the Past. Once there, Dad helped them with some science experiments to help them get back to the future. The jury’s still out whether anyone returned to the future, but a great time was had by all.

We went skiing for the very first time. Tessa crushed it. The instructor didn’t believe it was her first time on the mountain, she was that good. Riley’s feet hurt the entire time, but he was a great skier too. Emmett said, “It was hard to stay up, so when I fell, I just stayed there.” He’s chosen to snowboard for the rest of this season. And Little Man? Well, the instructor’s report regarding Asher’s overall experience was: “Generally, I like to see less tears.” So no more skiing for him this year either… But we’re all off to Breckenridge to snowboard and ski tomorrow (the first snowboarding lesson for the boys, the second ski lesson for T), so stay tuned to see how that goes.

Hanukkah was a hit, as are all holidays involving the lighting of candles. We all received coupons good for either a snowboard or skis. The boys all got boards (Riley’s and Emmett’s boards have Toy Story characters on them) and T-Bone got skis (with little hearts all over them). But just before Hanukkah, we went to watch Emmett dance in the Nutcracker. His dance academy put it on at a local high school, and the entire family, and even some friends, attended. He was a sheep in the pastoral section, just after intermission, and he was amazing. Such a huge grin. Obviously loving it. Best. Sheep. Ever.

On Solstice, Dad built a bon fire in our backyard and we all wrote one thing down on a piece of paper that we wanted to leave in 2017, then we put those pieces of paper into the fire and watched them burn. It was perfect weather. Not too cold. Not too warm. Then we went inside and ate some yummy pizza and had some dessert.

Christmas was good too, as we got great gifts from Santa and then went to Pop-pops to open more wonderful gifts from our family. We are now the proud owners of new science kits, sewing kits, arts supplies, lego books, and marble games. But our big present from Santa was a game console. (Full disclosure: Santa brought a Play Station. But, turns out, Sony’s site was down all Christmas day but they didn’t acknowledge it, so Dad fought with the PS4 for close to 4 hours. When it got to be too much, Dad shoved every piece of the PS4 back into its box, duct taped it closed, affixed the return label, and put it out on the front step for the UPS man. A few days later we got our new Xbox, which we love.) Emmett’s year-long dream of playing Lego Dimensions has been fulfilled, as has Riley’s heretofore unknown dream of OWNING everyone in every racing game he plays.

New Year’s Eve was fantastic. We lit fireworks, had a silly string war (remnants of which can still be seen in the yard and on the drive), and stayed up all the way until 9pm. Our personal best on New Year’s. But after all that, we’ve already moved onto what’s next. New classes (Emmett’s contemporary dance, in addition to his ballet), Riley’s jiujitsu, and Tessa’s weekly art class–to say nothing of Asher’s preschool, which he loves and missed during winter vacation.

Tessa’s birthday is in less than a week and she’s already received her birthday present. (She got an early present of a new 7-speed bike, which helps her a TON on family bike rides when going uphill. Mom started biking with us too, pulling Isaac in the baby trailer. We are quite a little band when biking all together and crossing streets.) Tessa’s having a tie-dye party on Saturday, having friends over to tie-dye shirts and eating a peace sign and heart filled tie-dye cake. We are all excited for this.

Then comes Valentine’s Day, Dad’s birthday, Pop-pop’s birthday and spring break… There’s always more!

So sorry for the long delay in blog posts, but rest assured that when we do return to writing, it will be with lots to talk about.

Be well,
The Pigs

It’s almost December, can you believe it? We had Riley’s fantastic birthday and party (10 kids on a scavenger hunt for Pokemon figures). We had Halloween, for real (by which time we’d worn our costumes to costume parties, a Halloween overnight at the museum, and to an anniversary party–so although we loved the candy and still have a ton left, we were pretty much over dressing up). We just had Thanksgiving (a totally wonderful, reservation-free affair where we went and saw the movie Coco as a family and loved it–and we also loved not having anywhere to be). During this time, we’ve arted at the Art Garage, we’ve climbed at our rock climbing gym, we’ve played guitar and sang at our music place, and we’ve hung out quite a bit at the museum. Oh, and, Emmett started taking ballet! And he loves it… He’s even going to be in his dance academy’s production of the Nutcracker!

Needless to say, we’ve been busy. But not too busy to start thinking about Santa’s Nice List. First, we started a fundraising page for the World Wildlife Fund, with each of us having specific goals. Emmett is helping eagles, Riley is helping sharks, Tessa is helping owls, and Asher’s helping all the baby animals. We’ve been upping our game cleaning up around the house, feeding the chickens and giving them water, and doing our homework. You never can do too much this time of year to make-up for any missteps that may have landed you on the Naughty List! So, in addition to helping the animals this year, we’re also looking to bag some presents for ourselves. Nothing to big. Just some fun games, art projects, etc.

In the meantime, we’ve already got a LOT planned. Emmett’s birthday party is on the calendar. He’s having a Back to the Future party, and we’ll be dressing up and pretending we’re stuck in the past. Dad’s taking the Eights (Riley and Emmett who are both the same age for roughly six weeks) to a Broncos game. We’re going to try skiing for the very first time, with a full day lesson. And we’re going to see Santa (a specific request from Asher). We’re trying to hit the right mix of unorganized play and scheduled stuff, but so far we’re all kind of tired. Maybe it’s still the time change? Our suggestion was to just cut out school, then we’d have a lot of time for lazing around and enjoying doing nothing. But Mom and Dad said no. So…

Keep checking back for great pics of our events and outings. We’re enjoying the season and hope you are too!

Today is the first day of Fall. It is also the Fall Equinox. Today, the day and the night are exactly the same length. From here on out, the days will grow shorter, the nights will lengthen, and winter will come. We’ve seen many signs of the changing season. The monarchs are making their way south, not in the hordes that we saw this past spring, but in a stream of ones-and-twos. They flitter through the yard, or across the road while we are driving, and before we can gather to look, they are gone. On the move. They’ve got things to do and places to be.

Sometimes those things to do are laying eggs. We know this because our neighbor has much milkweed in her yard and we’ve seen monarch bodies in the wood chips. We’ve learned that after they lay their eggs, they die. We even took one in for the night, her wings shuttering in the almost freezing temps, thinking that maybe she wasn’t on the edge of expiring. But she was. And that was okay, because we did our best to make her comfortable–
we gave her a warm place to be for her last night–and because we knew that next spring her eggs would hatch and her baby caterpillars would eat and spin cocoons and turn into butterflies and the migration would begin anew with many new sets of wings. We are starting to see that all exists within cycles.

We know well what’s next in the cycle of the calendar: Pig Party Season, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and the winter holidays. We love this time of year and we anticipate the cooler temperatures, the changing leaves (which we’ve already seen this past two weeks visiting the mountains for a fall festival at Copper Mountain), and the earlier nights (which we are anticipating because we’ve got our first ever Night Games scheduled with friends in a few weeks). But, as always, within the cycle of what we’re expecting, something unexpected always falls.

Isaac found a vole in the yard a few days ago. She was alive but confused, she was not underground, and she did not try to hide from Isaac or from us. We caught her in some tupperware and we placed her into another vole hole in the yard. But she didn’t stay there. She came back above ground and slept out in the open for most of the afternoon. Tessa named the vole Abnorma Diggerly, and Mom explained to us that Abnorma was acting sick or poisoned or drunk. She wasn’t acting like a healthy vole. And if Abnorma wasn’t healthy, she would probably die. So Mom prepared us for Abnorma’s early end. But this was the very day after our butterfly friend expired in the kitchen, and Riley cried at the thought that the universe was sending animals to our house to die, so we all kept our fingers crossed. We let Abnorma hang out where she wanted to be, but we kept a close eye on her. And after a lengthy nap, Abnorma woke up and got to work. She dug. And dug. And dug. And while she dug, she let us watch.

We saw how she used her huge front paws to tear into the packed earth and how she anchored her little body in her ever expanding tunnel while she dug deeper and how she pushed the extra dirt out the front of her hole. And, finally, when her tunnel was so deep and so long that we couldn’t see her, she came to the mouth of the tunnel one last time. She hung out while we got very close to her and watched her fat nose twitch and took a last look at her long nails, and then she closed her front door and we wished her well as she went on her way.

Tessa thought that maybe the universe didn’t send Abnorma to us to die, but instead the universe sent Abnorma to us to make better. When we first put her into another vole hole, the hole she didn’t remain in for very long, she had a little snack. She ate some of the tree root in the hole. We watched her do it. Tessa thought that maybe that was all she needed to get better from whatever was making her sick. That same tree, after all, is the tree we hug when we are angry or sad or feeling sick ourselves and it always, always makes us feel better. So why, Tessa thought, wouldn’t it also help Abnorma? Whatever Abnorma had going on, we are glad to think that Abnorma is digging deep tunnels in the yard, deep enough to keep her warm till the long winter months end and she emerges from her tunnel just as Ms. Butterfly’s children emerge from their eggs.

We will be watching for all of our animal friends from now until next Spring. But first, Riley will turn 8! And Emmett will turn 9! And Tessa will turn 7! So, although we move with the changing seasons, and even if we anticipate what’s coming, there is much fun that will punctuate the wheel as it turns, much fun, and we eagerly await each day’s arrival.

It was a whirlwind. Camps, camps, and more camps. We had Museum of Nature and Science Camp (Emmett’s favorite, by far, and a close second for Tessa), Ceramics Camp (Tessa’s favorite), Mad Science and yoga camp, and Steve and Kate’s Camp (Riley’s favorite). Between all of our camps, we did everything from play chess to work on yoga asana to learn what’s in our stomachs. Little Man got to hang out with Mommy and build Legos and go to the Botanic Gardens and discover new parks. His favorite part was building Lego Bionicle robots and getting a baby stuffed chicken to play with. We were all very busy. And, to cap the summer off, we went camping and watched the eclipse! At our campsite, found and caught two baby horn tailed lizards (which we named Squishy and Speedster), saw a jackrabbit, heard wild horses in the middle of the night, and did some amazing general adventuring. Also, we saw the sun go out! At which point, we wished on the one star that came out. It was the first time we’ve ever wished upon a star smack-dab in the middle of the day, and it was a fantastic and impressive end to three months of busy-ness. But we weren’t expecting summer to last forever, and, in fact, now that it’s reaching its tail end, we’re looking forward to the best season of the year: Fall!

We started school today. Yes, school. Our one-day-a-week extracurricular school. And we got all the classes we wanted, including Lego Storytelling and Robotics and Drama and PE, so we are all very happy. (Actually, Asher didn’t get the classes he wanted because he really wanted class. He wants to be in kindergarten very badly. He asks for homework when the big kids do their work (but then loses interest quickly when faced with a pencil and some paper). And he always, always wants to be a part of whatever they are doing, often getting super upset when he’s told that he’s just not quite old enough yet. But his school days are right around the corner, even if a year seems like quite some time from now. And he’s already getting to take part in way more things, like art classes and swim classes.)

In addition to our school, we’ve got weekly swim lessons (including Asher), reading and writing tutor, guitar and voice lessons, and art and/or craftsman stuff (the art classes include Little Man, too). We’re still skateboarding, but not every week. And we’ve got some more camping trips planned already. So, although summer’s over, we’ve still got some great stuff to look forward to. Not the least of which is Pig Party Season. Beginning a scant two months from now, Birthday Season kicks off with Riley’s eighth bday. He’s already asked to go to the Broncos game with Dad and Emmett (just the Eights, as he calls it), but he’s also asked to see the Dracula ballet, so he’ll do that too. After that will soon be Emmett’s ninth bday, his own trip to the ballet for the Nutcracker (and then again next year for Romeo and Juliet, which he’s been looking forward to for at least six months already). Then T’s bday, and this time next year, Little Man’s again. The fantastic-ness never ends…

So check back in soon to see how we’re settling into a more regular routine (this summer was nuts!), and getting ready for Riley’s bday and Halloween. We’re already kicking around many, many costume ideas. All awesome. We’ll see which choices win out in the end.

Ta-ta for now!
The Pigs

We are in the thick of 90 degree days, pushing 100 degrees, and we were ready for it! We are now the proud owners of 3 different types of outdoor pool-type water toys, we still hit up the local rec center pools, and we have fallen in love with our all-day summer camp, which has a HUGE slip ‘n slide. (Full disclosure: We weren’t 100 percent on board with the summer sun regulations regarding sun screen–meaning we misled Mom and Dad regarding whether we did or did not get sun screened-up–and both Tessa and Riley got some pretty bad sunburns, but we are chalking it up to a learning experience.) So, when the heat’s up, we can stay home or go out and either way we can stay cool.

The great thing about our all-day summer camp is that we can go as little or as often as we want. But as they have zorbs (outdoor human hamster balls), go-carts, movie making, bread making, music recording, games, outdoor sports, and fashion design (in addition to the slip ‘n slide), we ask to go ALL THE TIME. Little Man misses the cut off by a year, so he’s not taking part in all the activities, so we can’t go everyday (we’ll miss Asher) but we’ve already been there more than Mom and Dad were planning. After all, it’s not our only summer camp or our only summer activity…

We loved our ceramics summer camp, making bird houses, banks, and lots of pots. We’ve already hit up the Museum and the Botanic Gardens a few times. And we’ve been to the mountains a few times too (riding our first Alpine Slide and making our second trip to Fuzziwig’s Candy Factory). Dad’s been taking us hiking a lot too, although that’s fallen off a bit with the heat. And all the while, we’ve slowly moved from ukes to guitars. Tessa’s dropped voice (but not Emmett). And we’ve got a language arts tutor twice a week now (really to keep up our forward momentum without placing the entire burden on Mom’s shoulders). So we’re busy. Mom and Dad are working to try to not over schedule us–but Mom’s already said no to a ton of stuff we asked to do once she said our plate was full. SO…

Anyway, check out the pics. They show a good time being had by all.

“The party’s over!”
–Asher, using a dandelion to pull down a spider web on the side of the house

“They grow up so fast…”
–Tessa, when looking at the newly feathered chickens

“Ta-da!”
–Asher, after peeing in the potty

“It’s honey time!”
–Asher, holding up two (honey) graham crackers

“I’m bad, I’m bad, you know it, uh-huh…”
–Emmett, singing Michael Jackson while working in the yard

“Look, Mommy! I’m just like Bruce!”
–Riley, holding up a guitar, getting ready to play, looking like Bruce Springsteen

“My tummy hurts. I need a new one. We can get one at the store.”
–Asher

“Daddy, is Mommy sending you her coordinates?”
–Riley, when driving with Daddy to meet Mommy

“Riley, can you hear me?!”
“No!”
–Tessa and Riley, yelling at each other

“How ya like it now, Mushroom?”
–Asher, jumping on Riley, who put a beanbag chair on his head and pretended to be a mushroom

“See you on the creature trail!”
–Asher, after letting a grasshopper go, and repeating something he hears on the show Wild Kratts

Hi World!

Sorry it’s been a while. Our biggest news is that we moved. Again. Yes, for those of you keeping score at home, this is our fourth move in three years. We originally planned to be in the last house (not the one we are in now, but the one before) until this summer, at which point we were planning on buying our forever home, but the owners of the house decided to stage and sell the house. So out we moved. But, as much as each of our moves tried our parents’ patience, we’ve learned new stuff with every home. Including our newest house, even though we’ve only lived here for a week.

Observe: When we lived in Washington, we learned we don’t want to live in a small town. We like everything that comes with living in a metropolitan area, and living in Olympia felt slow and divorced from what was happening in the rest of the world. We moved back to CO and realized that no only do we want a good sized town, but we want to live close to the heart of that town, where forward thinkers live in diverse communities. Close to museums. And diversity. (Did we already say that?) And now after a week living in our newest house, we’ve realized we still want a small farm. So, you are probably asking, where in Denver-proper can you have chickens, goats, a pygmy donkey and possibly a pygmy pig, too? Well, friends, we are not yet sure.

But that brings us back to our new place. It’s only five minutes away from where we used to live in Denver, but it has almost 3/4 of an acre, so the first thing we did after unpacking and visiting the city’s permitting office, is buy baby chicks. Eight of them. And although we had chicks before, we were really little then. Now we are old enough to hold them and feed and water them, and check on them in the garage (because they are too little to be out in a coop). And we LOVE it! Love, love, love it! Riley especially. The first thing he does every morning is check on the chicks. The last thing he does every night is check on the chicks. Asher has taken to saying, “Oh, they are so cute and such good pets.” Even after a chick pooped on Tessa, she still wanted to hold and pet it. This is great.

And though this area might be where we end up buying our forever home, it’s further away from downtown and the museums than we want to be. We might be able to have a small farm deep in Denver, completely free of all neighborhood associations and subdivisions. We’d just need to buy more than one lot and make it what we want. But we aren’t sure those areas in Denver are zoned for the sort of livestock we want. We might want a pygmy donkey, but pygmy or not, it’s zoned livestock. Chickens are one thing. Livestock is another kind of animal (pun, of course, intended).

We are all ready for warm weather with some outside splashing and playing. We’ve planted a ton of seeds in our new place and we’re already anticipating how things will grow. What they’ll look like. And if we can feed them to the chickens. We’re staying up later now, and our new place shows great stargazing promise. So far here, pretty good. It’s not our forever home, and that’s an asteroid sized ding in the perfection of this place, but it’ll do. It’ll do.

We’re still taking uke lessons, skateboarding lessons, art classes, and social studies enrichment classes. Pretty soon, Emmett will stop uke and take voice lessons instead. Tessa will join him, but keep taking uke. This summer, Mom’s got tons of camps scheduled. Art camp, science camp, yoga camp, and an all around kids camp where everything cool is offered (coding, fashion designing, sports and game playing, music recording, art, and general outside water splashing. They even have go carts and huge inflatable water slides. Ah-mazing.

So, until the official start of summer, we’ll continue raising our baby chicks, playing in our big yard, taking classes and lessons, and winning life.

We’re good here.

Pigs out.

Hi All!

We’ve moved into another new year. We had a New Year’s party, welcoming 2017, complete with silly string, confetti poppers, and hats. We stayed up until 8:30pm, which doesn’t seem late, but Asher had already fallen asleep by the time we padded our tired, small bodies into our rooms. Daddy is officially moved back to CO, and he spent most of December at home, so that’s been great. He started a new job at a local non-profit last week. He’s getting into the groove and so are we…

Asher’s given up diapers during the day. So far, it’s been so-so. Sometimes he goes days without an accident. And sometimes he’ll have multiple accidents in one day. Check back in a bit about that one… He’s also moved fully into his Buzz Lightyear phase. We went to the stock show (he costumed as Buzz) and when asked if he wanted to buy a cowboy hat like his sister and brothers, he said emphatically, “No. I’m a space ranger.” He wears the costume to drop the big kids off at their enrichment classes. He wears it to the store. He wore it on the March. (This last one was also accompanied by a sign that read: Respect all Beings. I’m Buzz Lightyear. I’m always sure.) He reenacts scenes from Toy Story 2, and when he watches it he acts it out as Buzz. He’s deep in character. Like, all the way.

We had T-Bone’s birthday party last week. She turned six. (Six!) She choose to have friends come to our favorite local art studio and make ceramic owls. Then everyone ate owl cupcakes from their seats at an owl table clothed table. Sensing a theme? She asked that everyone support Heifer.org for her birthday nonprofit so that she could do her part for sustainable farming. Go Sweet-T!

Everyone’s pretty tired these days. Not sure if its the unpredictable weather? The business of having Daddy home and, therefore, the addition of almost-daily physical activities like biking and shooting our bow and arrows? But we’ve been hit more with tired-induced crankiness than before the holidays. And some sass and huffy attitudes have made semi-regular appearances. Mom and Dad are going to chalk it up to the change in routine and give it another week or two before putting us on complete lock down. Stay tuned…

For now, we look forward to Valentine’s Day, our private uke lessons (we switched from group classes), and hip-hop classes. Our weeks are full (or what feels full to us) and the thought of lazy summer days has already crept into our heads. (Though we’re scheduled for summer science and art camps, in addition to a local summer camp that we can attend when we want to go, so maybe not so lazy?) Cross your fingers for warm weather to hit in about a month (after what we hope is a lot of sledding snow) so we can resume our science night walks.

Chat soon,
The Pigs