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The Egg Hunt at the Edge of the Woods

We packed up our easter eggs and took them on the road to Northern Wisconsin to my Dad and Step Mom’s place. We arrived in the middle of the night and even though I was exhausted I still managed to assist the Easter Bunny in putting on quite the egg hunt for the kiddos. We couldn’t have asked for a more perfect location for the event.

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Coloring Children…I Mean Eggs

During the days surrounding Easter I saw all of my friends on Facebook posting their lovely photos of children coloring eggs. The table was clean, the children delicately placing eggs in dye, everything perfect. Here’s what it looked like at my house…

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Thank You Caring Bunny!

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We are starting to learn more about the “perks” that are available to families like ours and one of them is them is the Caring Bunny hosted through Simon Properties.”Caring Bunny is an opportunity to connect with multitudes of families that have children with autism and other special needs, providing a more controlled and welcoming environment to visit the Easter Bunny Photo Experience!”

It was great! For the first time in forever we were not only on time for our session, but early! We thought we were scheduled for 8am but really it was 8:15am and we arrived at 7:40am! Unheard of! But they let us in early for snacks and art projects and once Mr. Bunny was ready they let us go first. So not only did we have our private scheduled slot we had the entire place to ourselves for a good 20 minutes!

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We are not big mall shoppers so the only times the kids have been in a mall were for Caring Santa in December and a birthday party in February. That’s only two times but two times is enough for them to learn about the Lego Store! They were very excited to go so after Caring Bunny we played in the kids indoor playground and walked around until it was finally 10am and time for the Lego Store to open!

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The doors should be open!
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But they were not. So we waited…
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And waited!
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Finally the woman came out to tell us that the stores opened at 11am! Oh the disappointment! We had killed time for 90 minutes and there was no way we could survive another hour in the mall. There were lots of tears but we told them that we would go for a ride and come back. Here is disappointed Canyon and River waiting while I got coffee..

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So we made it out to the van and I ran into Target while John took the kids to get gas and then it was finally 11am!
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One of the cool things about our kids is that so far they haven’t realized that you can buy things at The Lego Store. They kind of see it as a play space. But that doesn’t mean Canyon doesn’t try to convince us to buy him things…

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Nice try, Kid!

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Such Singing In the Magnolia

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At our house here in Chicago we celebrate the arrival of Spring with the blooming of our Magnolia tree. This year she flowered early and since we know our time with the blossoms is short we spend every opportunity admiring her pink beauty. One morning I got up at 5:45am and watched how the light changed as the sun rose. One by one the kids joined me and were fully entertained with the view. This morning Canyon got up and went straight to the window and started his day with the tree all on his own.

And when we are outside on beautiful spring days and I hear the signing of birds I think of this poem. And I know the bird in these photos is not a thrush but these are the little ones who chirp madly at me each day demanding that I fill the feeder!

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Such Singing in the Wild Branches
By Mary Oliver

It was spring
and I finally heard him
among the first leaves––
then I saw him clutching the limb

in an island of shade
with his red-brown feathers
all trim and neat for the new year.
First, I stood still

and thought of nothing.
Then I began to listen.
Then I was filled with gladness––
and that’s when it happened,

when I seemed to float,
to be, myself, a wing or a tree––
and I began to understand
what the bird was saying,

and the sands in the glass
stopped
for a pure white moment
while gravity sprinkled upward

like rain, rising,
and in fact
it became difficult to tell just what it was that was singing––
it was the thrush for sure, but it seemed

not a single thrush, but himself, and all his brothers,
and also the trees around them,
as well as the gliding, long-tailed clouds
in the perfect blue sky–––all of them

were singing.
And, of course, so it seemed,
so was I.
Such soft and solemn and perfect music doesn’t last

For more than a few moments.
It’s one of those magical places wise people
like to talk about.
One of the things they say about it, that is true,

is that, once you’ve been there,
you’re there forever.
Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning?

Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then––open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.

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