Why I love the spring time in Boulder

Yes, BIZZARO! Woke this morning to a blanket of white! After a week of 55-73 degree weather this was a bit of a shock, but oh so welcomed! NEED PRECIPITATION! Some peeps say here in Colorado, if you don't like the weather wait 5 minutes. Kind of true. But on most days of the year, try 300, it is SUNNY! Which I love. But, our winter has been quite dry which has us a bit fearful as to how crisp our summer will be. Fires are definitely a problem here, but not quite as crazy as in California (we've been subjected to those when we lived in San Diego). Five years ago while living in Boulder (b/4 we left for San Diego only to return to Boulder this past September for those who haven't read previous posts), we were evacuated from our home as a ring of fire was traveling along the foothills across the street from our house-scary! Fortunately our house didn't burn down!
Even though I was flipping around town in my flops the other day, today I was trudging through town decked out in my boots and hat plowing through the snow in my Land Rover.
Here's the past week in a nutshell.....


Biking through the beautiful St. Julien Hotel and Spa in Boulder only to stop and play with the fountain (note the budding tree and flowers).


Henry on his bike! Check out the rad helmet. He's been living in that thing. Wears it as if it is a ball cap (yes, he's wearing shorts).


Helping mommy and daddy clear the driveway with his "scooper."

It's feelin like SPRING!

Yeah, it's been awhile. I am turning over a new leaf. Deciding that it really might be a good idea to invest a little time into my blog. Feeling like the outlet for life, mommy-hood and business would be good. And although I do write in a journal to document moments in my sons life, it would be nice to touch upon it here. I managed to get through the winter without posting one darn thing, but chances are we'll have one more snow before spring really begins. However, today was fantastically spring! At 72 degrees with full sun (which fortunately happens around here about 300 out of 365), I opted to take Hen to hike the Sanitas trail. Well part of it anyway. Sanitas is a trail that loops a hillside. So even though you must go up, you also must come down. It really is one of my faves. Any how, I took Henry on a portion of it. He loved stepping up the rocks and roots that lay across the trail. On occassion he even pointed out a few drops of 'doggy poopy' which he continued to do as if it was a scavenger hunt of sorts, searching out poop. He loved it and well loved to run down the steep slopes too where there were loose rocks abound. Didn't faze him even if he tripped and fell flat a few times. He'd brush it off and continued on. We'll have to go hiking again real soon.