For St. Patrick’s Day, Eban went to Quincy
’s house where she dyed his hair green for the day. He absolutely thought it was the coolest thing in the whole wide world. Jack got it shortly thereafter but by the end of the day, the green stuff had fallen out of their hair.
For the weekend of St. Patrick’s, we went downtown Denver to the parade. The parade route for four to six people thick by the time we got there so we stayed for roughly ten minutes or two bands and left. We opted for the less crowded light rail train. We hopped on the closest train station and headed down to Old Towne Littleton where we had lunch at a cute Greek café. The kids liked both activities and I certainly liked the train much better. The persistent odor of drunken individuals at the parade was a little eye-opening for me and I’d rather not have my kids around that many inebriated individuals at once.
We also introduced them to bowling. 
We headed out and used the kid bumpers and a kid steering contraption and they seemed to like it. The fact that they had bowling shoes for their size feet was impressive. We may wait on this activity as it was a tad expensive for the time allotted. 
One weekend, we headed to the Paul Derda Rec Center, our favorite rec center near our house. We went swimming and little Eban is such a water baby. He loves the water and is a total adventurer. Jack is more timid and doesn’t like to be pushed to do something. That repels him from trying and it scares him off when you push him. When you push Eban, he likes the challenge…not Jack. It thwarts him!
The boys are wrestling more and more. It’s getting scarier as I envision glass breaking or other things breaking in the near future. Jack is holding his own and take opportunities for pot shots and/or low blows when he can. He’s quite crafty.
Here’s a cute Jack story - - he thinks his middle name is Uncle as he never hears the name Stephen without hearing Uncle.
Another weekend, we headed over to Barnes & Noble and we were chatting in the car about sharing the Thomas the Train toys at the kid table in the back of the store. We explained we’d have to leave if they didn’t share and we left the last time because of this fact. Eban, in a matter of fact way, told us that he shares and he continued by saying, “I don’t believe it.” As we were there, they both did very well with sharing with other kids. The only time I heard one of the get upset was when Eban was frustrated with one of the train magnets and he turned the toy over and exclaimed, “What a joke.” I have no idea where he heard this as we don’t say that!
Last weekend, we headed out to a play called “Girls Only.” Ryan surprised me with tickets and he was surprised, in turn, to realize he was the only male in the audience. When we came home, our babysitter told us that Eban was having a hard time going to sleep. She told him he could sleep with Jack on the bottom bunk and he sadly told her that, “Jack only sometimes makes me feel safe.” Speaking of sleeping – we’ve caught Harriet on the bottom bunk sleeping at the end of the bed with Jack. It’s so sweet as we look at her and she doesn’t move. She stays with the kids. I totally love this! What’s not so sweet is in the morning when she wakes up - - she checks on the boys first by bonking their door open to smell them…then she’ll check on us. It wakes them up every time.
Their current favorite band is the Nadas (out of Iowa). The love three songs and I have to play them over and over again. Of course, they songs all have adult themes!
Bowling
