All right, I admit that I have wandered down a dark and dreary path there for a bit. I have also been remiss with my postings, as my dad reminded me on the phone a few minutes ago.
Spring appears to be serious, and she's now the harbinger of the birthday season. Finn's is on Thursday, and then Boden's on the 25th, and finally Bryhn's on the 29th.
Boden doesn't care what he gets, as long as he can smack a ball with a hockey or lacrosse stick. He's crazy about it. Bryhn, on the other hand, has some serious requests, and they change daily. Lately, he is all for a compact sized excavator, a shark or a lobster, a bike "like Laura's", or a bow and arrow set (Bryhn has informed us he is "Legolas" from Lord of the Rings), which he says Grandma Tone is getting him.
Haylee is not telling me what we are getting the boys because I am the absolute worst secret keeper around. She's right. I cannot help myself. I am not sure what my tell is, but it's obvious. I need to practice my guile.
All Remy wants are a rock and a bone. He and Boden are bonding quickly. Bode likes to use him as a pillow and pet him (softly) with the hockey stick.
So the school year is winding down, though not fast enough. Haylee has had her hands full trying to get two horses tuned up while working insane hours, being a mom, and logisticizing (my word) around my schedule. My schedule with school and training and racing is enough to drive anyone insane. We can't wait for summer, but there's nothing like a good birthday...
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