Most mornings, Eli was able to convince a brother to read a book to him.
The boys also enjoyed being couch potatoes.
Here's the oldest potato:
And the second oldest potato:
I was finally able to convince them that the park would be a great place to go, but Eli wasn't so sure we should go.
"Mommy, we can't leave. This place is a wreck! I need to clean it."
And off he went to get the vacuum cleaner.
"Hmmm. There appears to be a problem with my cleaning apparatus."
"There. That ought to fix it." (He's southern.)
He cleaned until there was nothing left to be cleaned, and then he was ready to enjoy himself at the park.
It was a sunny day, so Luke wore his shades.
Seth did, too.
We played Hide-and-Seek.
"Seth, where are you?"
"Luke, are you up there?"
We played on the swings.

We ate some leaves.

Then we went home.
That's pretty much what we did every day of Spring Break. It was great. And, thanks to Eli, the house was always tidy when we arrived home.
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