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Snapper for Supper

Snapper for Supper

The weather report called for 1-2′ seas making the opening day of snapper season optimal for taking the kids out on the boat. But, as weather is unpredictable, the winds picked up in the afternoon and it turned out to be 4′ seas with our family of five offshore ten miles. Thankfully, if we have done nothing else, we have raised our crew with sea legs and they surprisingly did not complain much. We caught our limit within an hour thanks to Captain Robinson. The Rock Bass decided they were hungry as well so we kept a few of them too.  With the assistance of Net Boy, of course.

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

 

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

 

Snapper for Supper via grateful simplicity

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Baller

We be balling on Saturdays…. lately it’s been back to the soccer fields only this time its with middle child. This is after tennis/piano/violin but before cheerleading tryouts which start this week.  She’s approaching approached that age where she doesn’t like me taking her photo anymore (clearly that hasn’t stopped me). From what I recall, if she is anything like her older sister, it is a short lived phase and pretty soon the lens will once again become a magnet for smiling faces.

Saturday called for a little bit of divide and conquer at our house with the boys veering off for a t-ball game (along with Britton who was guilted into watching her brother’s game after I reminded her how many hours he has spent at her games) while me and Kens headed to an simultaneous soccer game.  Nothing says, ‘I’m a parent’ like dragging chairs across fields with sunscreen, water and snacks in tow.

 

 

Baller via grateful simplicity

 

Baller via grateful simplicity

 

Baller via grateful simplicity

Baller via grateful simplicity

 

Meanwhile this little guy has been keeping his eye on the ball at the baseball fields with his buddies. He received the (weekly rotating) sportsmanship medal at Saturday’s game is hasn’t taken it off since. He proudly wore it to church yesterday- then to Costo and Old Navy. He lives a very exciting life like that. Please contact his agent for signing opportunities.

Baller

Baller

 

Salt air relief

Because every now and then, we all need some salt air relief. Even if it means grabbing a sweatshirt (or two) and requires the additional warmth of your favorite furry friend.

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

Le Kens celebrated her 11th birthday last week and has officially joined a club soccer team with her first practice having taken place tonight. With traffic, sister’s tennis match, and some minor miscommunication between her Daddy and I she was about 10 minutes late and I actually worried that she might send her heart into tachycardia. The girl likes a solid plan, well thought out time-table, and then by-golly stick to the plan. And never ever be late to practice, especially on the first day. Sorry, Kens. Blame it on your Mama. One day you may realize that this is the small stuff. Hello Pot? It’s me, Kettle.

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

President’s Day and we had the entire island to ourselves. One of my favorite Florida days to date.

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

What you talkin’ bout Willis?

 

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

 

Salt air relief via grateful simplicity

Spring Break and a little salt air relief is around the corner– I can feel it!

Extra Dose of Gratitude

Forest Jr. is at it again because one race a month isn’t nearly enough- Kenley wanted to run in two. This time, it was about 1.5 miles (I’m still fine tuning my role as runner mom who knows the details of each event..).  The fall weather descended upon us, just in time for the Friday afternoon XC championship race. A great way to kick off he weekend- elementary students from all around town competing (although it felt a lot more like fun).   She has some sweet, kind friends in her class, and on her team, that practice together twice a week.  And while I am well aware of her somewhat rocky start when she was a baby, I certainly don’t sit around dwelling on it. But… the irony is not lost on me as I cheer from the sidelines watching her run her little heart out-  thump, pound, swoosh, push, beat, repeat- catching me off guard and giving some moments like this an extra dose of gratitude.

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Pre-race

Extra Dose of Gratitude via grateful simplicity

Her straight path ” …Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight.”

 

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Might that be a smile on her face?

Extra Dose of Gratitude via grateful simplicity

Post-race smiles

Post-race smiles

.... And post-race visit to the snow cone truck.

…. And post-race visit to the snow cone truck.

Extra Dose of Gratitude via grateful simplicity

Extra Dose of Gratitude via grateful simplicity

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Easter

It started raining Thursday and has not stopped. That’s four days if you do math about as well as me. I can’t remember that last time we had a rainy Easter.  Homebodies like myself love a weekend with an excuse to stay home and nest, rest, organize and catch up on television. The rain didn’t stop our crew from hunting eggs (Britton opted out since she weighed the cost of running around the front yard with a basket– versus the potential benefit of a ‘golden egg.’) Hence, The Littles ran around like crazy people in between the showers.  This was our first Easter (and hunt) in the new house.  During the move, either my Easter decor wasn’t holding up after many years or… I got tired of looking at it for many years because all I could find was a  ceramic egg and glittery, pathetic bunny. So not a whole lot of decorating going on at twelve fifty nine. And I’m okay with that. Easter simply isn’t Easter without worship so we got dressed up, grabbed umbrellas and drove ,wind shield wipers swaying, downtown to church followed by a yummy shrimp luncheon at Sassy & Pops.  Come to think of, Sassy & Pops would make a great name for a cute restaurant. Luckily Raynes’ PreK egg hunt was earlier in the week several hours before our monsoon hit.   The rain, the water it’s all very fitting actually. A clean slate. The tomb is empty. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Happy Easter!

 

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