Not summer yet, but we'll take it!

First, some clean-up - or pictures that don't fit the title that we still wanted to post. McKay insists this is the only way to eat a tortilla. Reminds me of the old Reese's Peanut Butter Cup commercials: "How do you do that, Rog?"Then 2 pictures of Easter. The first was at our house. It was cold and we found slugs on some of our plastic eggs.The second at Great Grandpa Phillips' house in Redding. It was about a week later, if I remember right. I love the puzzled look on their faces. I think I had just said, "You missed one right around here..."

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On to the 'Not summer yet' pictures! We spent a warm Sunday afternoon at Fogarty Creek (10 miles north). We had a great time. Here's me taking advantage of the first warm beach we've seen in many months.

Suzanne loves this beach, so we go there a lot. I think it's because the waves crash on the rocks and you can sit close to the waves and never have to run from them.Carter on the bridge over Fogarty Creek on the way back from the car.Carter's soccer team was the Lions. He was the oldest kid on his team and was the one they trusted most to get the ball up the field. Here we are at one of his practices. The coach wasn't there so the parents got into the drills. We're going faster than we look... really! McKay got bored at practices and found interesting ways to entertain himself. "For you, Mommy!"Carter's last game was the first game we remembered to bring the camera. After warming up he was sent off the field to wait until it was his turn to play. "It's not fair! I want to play first."He did get to play - here's a corner kick that he learned from the Karate Kid. (Not really)End-of-season party at one of the other kid's houses. Awesome treehouse with a shaky ladder. Here he's asking for help getting down.The medal for finishing the season. He had a lot of fun.Here's me paragliding. Just kidding. This guy was floating over our own Nye Beach. Suzanne said it looked boring but I want to try it.We actually went to Nye Beach to get rid of some stale bread. We stood near the drainage ditch and fed the seagulls. It looks like they're flying past us but they're not. They're flying into the wind and hovering right there - right over my head. I didn't see him.Now I do. "AAAAH! Shoo! Go away!"Nice catch, bird! The birds that hovered and caught mid-air got a lot more bread than those on the ground or in the drainage ditch behind us.We went to the bayfront later and this was the first time we've seen the capture cage. One sea lion had a chronic injury - a loop of twine wrapped around his neck and cut deep into his flesh. They couldn't risk a tranquilizer dart until he was trapped in this cage so he wouldn't escape into the water, lose consciousness, and drown. Once he was trapped, they darted him then the local vet and a couple of marine biologists cut the twine. They intended the cage for intermittent use but as you can see the sea lions love it! There are only 7 or 8 on the dock. The guy next to us on the overlook counted 23 in the cage. We laughed really hard when the big one nearest the gate climbed in on top of all the others. They all got mad and barked and shifted for a couple of minutes, then they all went right back to sleep. Lazy brutes.My beautiful sweetie and handsome boys in front of the sea lion overlook. McKay and me seated on the same iron chain.
Hope you all enjoy the pictures.