Asked Sam in the commissary holding up Gramma’s bacon and saying “what is THIS?” We trail-a-biked over to base this morning for his tumbling class. He did a great job going three miles each way on the bike, helping me pedal on some off-road sections. We sang the “bouncy” song to the tune of jingle bells on the way home. It goes something like “on the trail we go, bouncing all the way!”

Above is our annual Easter egg hunt invite…looking forward to more fun with our friends. Last year was a good time. Suggestions for what to put in the boys’ eggs (i.e. the daddies)? I put them up high in the trees so the kids can’t get them. I know some of you will have some really innovative (ah-hem!) ideas… The grown-up “eggs” are shaped like footballs or soccer balls.