Perhaps the most maddening thing about March for my husband, is the fact that he was so close to Spring Training baseball, but still so far away. We decided to have Grandma & Papa come stay with the kids and head down to the Orlando area to see the Astros play. They aren't the Rangers, but they are from Texas. Of course, we picked a day when all it did is pour. We saw the park but nary a baseball player or pitch. Maybe next year.
The horse obsession continues. My children adore their pony. He still doesn't have an official name, but usually he's Secretariat. I can't begin to count the number of times we've watched that movie. James is holding his trophy in his hand while he takes a victory lap around the track.
Sometimes the horse has to endure more than one rider. Three is a bit of a challenge, but Bullseye/Secretariat is no stranger to carting around both pirates and alligator/dragons.
On our way home from the beach, I stopped at a roadside stand and bought some fresh shrimp. It reminded me of all those times I bought shrimp out of the back of the American Shrimper van in Louisiana. Kathy and I peeled them up with a little help from our shrimp examiner James and made some delicious butter drenched shrimp and pasta.
The following day, Grandma & Grandpa came and hung out with the kids so Uncle Joseph and I could have some non-triplet containing fun. We went to St. Augustine, saw the Castillo, browsed amongst the pirate booty, and generally had fun.
March is all about Grandma birthdays. Kathy and my mom both have March birthdays four days apart. The boys were very excited to sing, blow out candles, and lick the icing off of said candles.
James gets a front row seat for some tasty candle licking. We've learned that publix white cakes are exceptionally tasty.
In some ways, Bob and I are from very different households. His family was a sit on the couch together and watch tv family, while mine is more of a lay on the bed type of family. My boys are somewhat children after my own heart. I do love snuggle time in the bed, but the crackers and snacks are something I wish we could avoid. There is nothing worse than crumbs in your bed.