Springtime

The weather has been amazing this weekend.  We wasted it yesterday, spending only about two hours out doors while John fixed the sprinkler system and letting Alex ride his tricycle around the driveway, the rest of the day was spent playing American Idol on the Wii (I kicked John's butt all over the place on that game, and I can't even sing!  John was understandably frustrated.  Even Alex got into the action, which was beyond cute.).

Today I was determined not to miss out on some good old fashioned family fun.  We went to Sweet Tomato's for lunch where Alex still gets in for free, then I convinced John to go to the park to play tennis.  Due to the fact that I am eight months pregnant, I wasn't really bringing my A-game, so we just batted the ball back and forth to each other while Alex ran around the court as our ball boy.  All three of us had a blast though I am now realizing that perhaps I did a little more running and jumping than I should have because I'm stuck on the couch nursing a very, VERY sore pelvis.

It was great to be outside, getting fresh air and sun.  We even encountered something new, Sperm Trees.  We were walking out of Target after purchasing some cheap tennis rackets and balls and we passed a row of pretty flowering trees.  The closer we got to the trees, the stronger and more unpleasant the smell became and I turned to John and said "Do you smell that?  It smells like sperm." Thinking that it was just my pregnant nose playing tricks on me, I was surprised that John agreed with me, though he made a good point that it wasn't exactly the smell of sperm, but semen.  Yes, that's it.  Ahh, Springtime, the sun, the fresh air, the semen trees in bloom...