I am the first to admit that I am totally gullible and believe many absolutely absurd things that I am told. But I was told that the size of the squirrels in the fall is a good way to determine the length and severity of the winter to come. You know, because God provides extra nuts for them to eat in the fall to survive the winter. (Go ahead and mock me--I can take it) =). Now it may be coincidence, but the creepy albino squirrel that lives in my neighborhood was so chubby this fall and now it is March 31st and we are supposed to get 4-8 inches of snow. I don't know...seems kinda interesting to me...
Heed the squirrels people!

The simple joys of the past couple weeks...

Take the time to smell the roses....even if they are buried under the snow. ;)

So sorry...I have been getting spammed and so I had to add the word verification thing THAT I HATE onto my blog. Darn spammers! Sorry for the inconvenience.

I wanted to introduce you to some new residents in the Miller household. We got them last Friday night for Family Friday Night, Yeah Family Friday night (Columbus people you can sing it with me--to the tune of Football Friday night). Anyway, I thought I should introduce them now before, well...you know what happens to fish.

Here are our fish--Tori named hers "Buckeye" and Isabelle named hers "Shakey" and then changed his name to "Bunny". They are Male Betta fish and we had a wonderful and informative worker named Kevin help us get them all set up.

It was Jamie's idea and the girls were actually squealing when we told them. I was not thrilled about the idea, because I am not interested in going down the slippery slope of pet ownership. I am just not a pet person...sorry. I am taking good care of the fish...at least I am trying to take good care of the fish.

It is a GLORIOUS day here in Bloomington, MN and I have total spring fever. So, Isabelle, Macie and I went on our first walk of spring. Isabelle rode her scooter through every puddle and I pushed Macie in my "made for the mall, not for the outdoors" stroller through an ice slushy. It probably wouldn't have been so bad if we would have stuck to the streets, but if you have seen Ponsi ride her scooter you would know why it is much safer for us to stick to the sidewalks. So despite the bottoms of our pants being covered in mud (actually Ponsi fell twice so she was completely covered in mud) and my arms being a little sore, I feel so refreshed to have felt the sun on my face and to have breathed the fresh air into my lungs. Ronsi, however, lost her steam after about 3/4 mile and made me carry her scooter home (well, she didn't MAKE me--I gave in--she had fallen twice for goodness sake)and she is now taking a hot bath and expecting hot chocolate when she is done. Oh well. Happy Spring!

(p.s.--I fully realize it is not technically spring yet and we may get a snowstorm in a day or two, but I am relishing my spring day today--that's all.)

Macie was not happy when I made her come in. Temper, temper. ;)

Jamie was having deja vu last night...good deja vu of attending a choir concert for one of his sisters. =) Tori was a lovely ladybug in the 1st and 2nd grade production of "BUGZ". She has been excited about it for weeks and I have heard the songs rehearsed over and over and the motions practiced (in secret) until she got them just right. I realize she was one of 200 children up on the stage yesterday, but I was beaming with pride because, of course, she was the cutest little ladybug I have ever seen! ;) And Isabelle soaked up every glorious moment vicariously through Tori--dreaming of the day when she, too, could be a ladybug. Those of you who know Ronsi well can imagine the squeals of delight when Tori let her wear her antennae after the show. Bravo Victoria!

Jamie was not the only one having some "Mardi Gra" fun this week. Today we girls went to Tori's school carnival that was all done up in Mardi Gra decor. Isabelle played all the little games-- winning a bag full of notebooks and bracelets and plastic frog treasures. Tori decided that the game prizes were junk (Thank you Jesus--we are making progress) and spent her tickets on hair extensions and food (I said progress, not miracles). So, maybe it was not exactly the French Quarter, but we had fun!