Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Billy led a Bible Study outside on the patio. Then we drank coffee, ate cookies, listened to country music, and reminisced about our dating days before we were married. It was an evening very soothing to the soul, marred only by an unfortunate incident with a mosquito hawk. Back on our fifth date we started the tradition of taking a picture of ourselves partially covering our faces (because I was HORRIFIED at how homely and haggard I appear at the end of the day). We continued the tradition:
We worked on priority list/goals for our family with the ultimate goal of writing a Family Mission Statement. We used the resources here as the basis for our discussion. We didn't have time to finish, though, and will take up where we left off on a future date.
The day itself was absolutely horrible, including the discovery of some sort of blue ink all over a load of laundry. But it was Date Night to the rescue! We began creating the Morrison Family Timeline: A Journey in Progress and ate homemade ice cream cookie sandwiches. Yum yum yum! (There are some really great photos of this night, including one of the beautiful flowers my husband drew for me, but they are locked away inside my spare camera and for the moment they have no means of coming out.)
It was my turn to plan again, but it didn't feel right to have a date on Good Friday. The plan was to do it on Saturday, but then we had so much to do to get ready for Easter Sunday that I had to recruit Billy to help me make mini-carrot cake cupcakes (he drew the carrots on with icing) and bird's nests (chow mein noodles covered with chocolate and peanut butter with a robin's egg candy inside). So it was just kinda-sorta a date, but still fun.
Egg-drop contest! I borrowed this idea from overtiredmum. We made lemon squares together and while they were in the oven we had a challenge to construct a transport device that would carry an egg safely from our upstairs bedroom window to the ground below. We had a time limit, plus we also had to name our creations. I honestly don't remember what mine was called, but Billy's was "Over. Easy." Clever, right? We don't really know who won because I didn't open up my container until after I had thrown it up in the air again a few more times. (Duh.)