March was mostly full of lots of broken arm drama. 


The trauma of it all, plus the horrendous rash that developed under his big cast, made for a very clingy 6 year old. 

and a 6 year old that could not fall asleep alone.

I tried to enjoy the cuddles, because I prayed once he felt better things would be back to normal.  

When we went from the big orange cast to the blue cast, we got to see the rash first hand. It was bad and I was glad I had tried to be patient during all the complaining about the very itchy arm, because I think I would of ripped my arm off.  

Life did get better once we were able to treat the worst of the rash and he was happy to have some movement back.

And the big day finally came!!  No more cast.  



And then he walked around with his hand in the claw for the next 24 hours.  

Hiking kept me sane during the stress of it all.

I even went solo hiking one friday because my entire hiking group ditched me.  but, my mental health desperately needed to get outside.  

It was as creepy as I thought it would be, but worth the risk. :)  

Luckily, i didn’t have to brave the big bad mountains alone again.  

Even worth it in the freezing cold.  

We visited the aquarium. 

Went to soccer games.


Played lots of basketball on our new hoop.


Lots of sunny days on the trampoline. 

Ruby and I walked to school to volunteer in all sorts of crazy weather.


We went to The Bean Museum.  


Parks.  

And played with neighbor kids as much as possible.



Paul also had a birthday.  

The sun was out, so we headed to the park as soon as church got out and the kids treated Paul to some rides on the swing.

And The Tween hung out here for most of the time. :)  

He also had a little party with lots of video games and food. I got no pictures of the actual party, but this is him getting the basement set up for optimal Smash Brothers playing.  


In house updates:

I got myself an amazing patio chair.  

And we finally replaced the sunroom light and got pendents.  

And this girl is getting closer and closer to kindergarten.  

She is learning to write her name and couldn’t be more proud.