Stopping To Smell The Daffodils

After a glorious Easter day...

We really got pumped for outdoor weekend adventures. Heading down to the beach for some impromptu rock collecting and digging had us pinching ourselves that we now live so close to the beach -- and promising to take advantage of it more often. 

This weekend we went inland and visited two state parks. We hit up our old stomping grounds, Cheesequake, so the little one could visit a play ground she used to love. We forgot that it was also the windiest playground in America. 

Today we went to historic Allaire Village to ride their antique train and investigate all the old timey stuff. Not everything was open, but we did get to watch the blacksmith, the carpenter, the laundress, and most importantly (to me) see the daffodils. They also had lollipops and funnel cake! All members of the family were pleased. 

Welcome Spring!

We missed you so! I really try hard not to complain about the seasons (they are all awesome -- just imagine life without seasons!) but we definitely hermitted ourselves for a good 6-8 weeks this winter. It's so reassuring when the clocks spring ahead, the sun gets a little stronger, and the grass is once again visible. 

We've been embracing springtime by getting ready for Easter. We got out the decorations, bought some fresh cut spring flowers, and dyed eggs. Pip was so excited, she was literally jumping up and down while moving the egg from color to color. I think it helped that there's a Curious George episode about egg-dying. 

My husband planted tomatoes from seed and they are coming up gangbusters. We have an orchid that looks like it's going to bloom in very near future. Life persists!!!