Saturday fun with Grandma & Papa

 Saturday morning Carol & I got the boys set up with some paints & adorable truck hangers she brought for them.

( My camera kept wanting to focus on my Easter Egg tree from Julie instead of Logan. I thought that was funny!)

 The boys took their painting job very seriously.

 Using all different colors and lots of sparkles, they were silent as they worked.

 I love watching them decide what color to use, and how to best spread it around.

 Jack is more meticulous, careful not to mix colors, and very specific about how he brushes the paint on.

  Logan, on the other hand, figures more is better and doesn't mind if his turns into one big rainbow, globs of glitter & mounds of paint everywhere.

They have missed Grandma's neat projects & painting very much. 
It was fun to see them experience that again.

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{sweet wyatt peeking out at daddy}

 Saturday afternoon we all geared up to head out, hoping to hit the post office & store, as well as let the boys run off some of that energy they are always so full of.

{papa carl is almost ready}

We borrowed the school van to run our errands.

{rugged mama, just wearing jeans}

 The wind had been blowing pretty good Friday and Saturday morning, so our usual path to the van was blocked, and the van had to be parked farther away than normal.

 We finally got loaded up and were headed to the post office, where some boxes were waiting when Josh came upon a patch of unplowed road that had quite a snow drift. 

 After touting to his parents the night before that he had never gotten the truck or van stuck in the snow, he promptly got stuck.  In a huge drift. At the exact epicenter between the store & the post office. 

 Thankfully Tom, who works for the store, came by with a shovel and between him, Carl & Josh, they managed to get the van out. 

 Meanwhile, Carol & I took the boys to the post office to retrieve our boxes, and to the store to look around.

 Then we let the boys play in the snow for a bit, both of them pelting Grandma and I with snowballs at close range. Naughty little boys! Oh, the giggles!

 After the van was un-stuck, the mail picked up and the groceries purchased, we went to the gas station to find some diet soda for Carol. 

 While the guys were inside, Carol and I let the boys climb around on some old construction equipment. They had a blast and were sad to go when the guys got back.

 That night Grandma gave the boys a bath, which they loved, and soon they were off to bed, excitedly talking about all the adventures that are yet to come.