Garcia Family Baptism

easter

This Easter we got together with some of our other med school friends who are from Idaho and had lunch and did a little easter egg hunt.

It's so god to have met such wonderful people and to get to hang out with them while

we are away from some of our family member.

We also got to die eggs with Lindsey and Chip + kids and Patrick and Cari + kids

warning

WARNING: an extra dose of sad, followed by a pretty big dose of funny.

Jack...being the boy/2 year-old/non-thinker througher that he is shoved his head through a kitchen chair the other day.

Luckily I had seen an episode of Full House where this very thing happens so I knew just what to do!!

I buttered up his head and pulled.

His ears where a little bruised and a little greasy for a day but he has now made a full recovery.

jazz game

Why is it that I can't take normal pictures?

I know you are thinking I am talking about jack. I probably should be, but I'm not.

I'm talking about "super concentrated face" on the left.

 I have it in every picture because I'm holding my arm out straight with an SLR trying to take a picture and look SO HAPPY at the same time.

 hooray for new phone with camera on it. 

bless, bless, bless, you.

These pictures are of us at a jazz game last weekend.

We have some lovely friends who gave us a few extra tickets and we got to take jack...

he FLIPPED!

He thought it was the best...including the dancers:(

i'm in for it.

He made BFFs with the people sitting next to us and ate most of their popcorn.

Luckily he's cute so they thought it was charming.

Love him!

Bicycle

 Would you believe it if I told you that I just purchased my very first BIKE?

Isn't it so cute!?

See, there are six siblings in my family...I'm number 6.

We had plenty of bikes hanging around so I just used hand me downs.

SO

I learned to ride a bike on a purple banana seat bike from the 80s.

(it may be cool now, but trust me, back then it was. not.)

It was too big for me so once I was on the thing, I was great, but getting on and off was terrifying.

I had to stand on the curb and put the bike on the road so I could get on it and then hurry and pedal away before my tire hit the curb and I fell.

Getting off was worse.

Then when I finally outgrew that one, I had to ride my brother Patrick's bike.

which was a boy bike.

and lime green.

That was just asking the neighborhood kids to beat me up.

We had a hill by our house so I used to ride up the hill and then cruise down as fast as I could, riding the break the whole way down. I figured I would eventually wear the breaks out and they would HAVE to buy me a new bike.

After all, it was a matter of my safety.

Well, that bike must have been made of some type of military rubber because it never even came CLOSE to wearing out.

It made me tough.

Now I have a bright red girl bike.

So mike played hooky for a day, we went for a bike ride in liberty park and had a picnic.

I wouldn't say that it was a perfect day...except for that it WAS!

At least as close as it gets.

You need a day like that every once in a while to get you back on your feet.

It was lovely.

And I saw this girl and thought she was dancing...

I got it now.