A Bouncy Blasting Mother's Day Weekend

A Bouncy Blasting Mother's Day Weekend

After weeks and weekends of having things to do, we made the conscious decision to make no plans for this weekend.

On Saturday, the youngers and Buds and I went on an early morning walk to enjoy the beautiful day, and to build up our Italy stamina. Buds went to CrossFit, then Monkey had some free time at home while the other four of us went to get groceries. After lunch at Costco, we headed to Aldi’s, our new favorite store.

Buds and the children were delighted to find these:

What's not to love?!
What’s not to love?!

They had to be tried out immediately as soon as we got home.

Blowing them up. (Yes, Buds does actually own shirts.)
Blowing them up. (Yes, Buds does actually own shirts.)

Yessa wrote a little “I am a blueberry” song to sing while she waited for The Buster to be blown up.

Then the bouncy battle began.

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High hilarity for all.

Here’s the video Buds posted.

Though I was dubious about this purchase, I will admit they have been used every day and everyone has joined the fun.

Good-hearted Buds went over to church Sunday morning to be sure there weren’t any children there who needed a Sunday School teacher, but once he got the all-clear he came home to be with us.

Sunday was a day of enjoying family, having a delicious meal, and blasting the crud out/off our sidewalks and brick walls. Z and A lent us their power sprayer, and it was the best Mother’s Day gift they could ever have given me.

Before
Before
After...
After…
I actually thought this was cement on the bricks...nope.
I actually thought this was cement on the bricks…nope.
Everyone wanted to try it out.
Everyone wanted to try it out.
Look at those long legs on that 11 year old.
Look at those long legs on that 11 year old.
The steps were pretty gross, too.
The steps were pretty gross, too.
Wow!
Wow!
Moving some stumps brought us into the skink living room.
Moving some stumps brought us into the skink living room.

When Yessa came out onto the front steps to see the difference she exclaimed, “Is this the color they are?! I thought they were painted black.”

Before
Before
After!
After!

The rest of my time was spent enjoying the gardens.

My shaded garden last year:

Before
Before
So tickled with how this garden turned out.
So tickled with how this garden turned out.
I didn't even know this plant bloomed!
I didn’t even know this plant bloomed!
Happy, happy strawberries.
Happy, happy strawberries.
First berry of the season...with a gardener's dirty fingernail for good measure.
First berry of the season…with a gardener’s dirty fingernail for good measure.
Sparkly sidewalk
Sparkly sidewalk
Even the birdbath got spruced up.
Even the birdbath got spruced up.
Vibrant pink.
Vibrant pink.

What a wonderful weekend it was.