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Welcome to the family journal that captures the chaos that is the world of Colleen, Adam, Zach, Ben, Josh, Luke, Tommy, and Ruby. Here you will see small snippets of what we see every day.

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Tuesday, June 2, 2020

The Bits: May 15th Through May 31st

May Part 2!
Zac started a summer job as a lot technician at a dealership in town. Although not intellectually stimulating, it's a pretty great job; he's moving cars around the lot and from lot to lot at different dealerships, all thanks to the fact that he can drive manual transmission. 

For home church one week in May, we invited Grandpa to give us a message via Zoom.  We loved the change up, and he's a great speaker!  Also, Tommy is so adorable getting his lesson ready; he takes it so seriously and does a great job.
Quarantine hobby level 2.
Backyard sword battle tournament!
Ben and two buddies hiked up into the Mount Herman area for an overnight camp out in their hammocks.  Ben caught the gorgeous sunrise, as he was up with the first peek of the sun.  He was also really excited to try out his untested can-opening trick for his breakfast can of cold chili, that tasted good until about halfway thorough when he wasn't hungry anymore, then cold chili is just yucky.  Not pictured: my 2:30am anxiety wake-up call that included all the spinning thoughts of the terrible things that could beset the boys.  Forest fire!  Hooligans intending them harm!  Bears!  Did they remember to hang their food? (The answer is no, but thankfully no bears.)  Why can't my brain just shut up?
Our Seattle hearts love a rainy day!
I've been itching to do this Pancake Rocks hike for years, but we just hadn't gotten around to it.  It did not disappoint!  So much beauty!  It was cold when we started and there had been snow in the mountains the night before, so the tail was a little snow-covered, but those factors made for a relatively quiet trail.  We were surprised when we found ourselves alone at the top for a good long time!
Thanks for the awesome earth, Father.  We like it a lot!
The sprinkler instillation crew did an awesome job!  Hopefully we can bring our trees back from their orange winter burn with some hydrotherapy.  Nice job, guys!
Static season loves Luke!
Giving a shout out to my number one crush!  He spends his long days on endless phone calls, putting together data and sharing/explaining his results in the basement dungeon while the WiFi drags with everyone home to use it, wraps that up only to battle dandelions and make sure the new sprinkler system is running well, takes time to chat with a sis about big life plans, and still has time to be a great dad to five lucky boys (and husband to a busy, crazy, grateful wife).  Love you, Adam!
Sixteen miles climbing up from the AFA to Palmer Lake and zooming back downhill on a beautiful morning bike ride date!



This Sunday Sandlot finished up just 15 minutes before the storm hit!

The storm.
Luke loved his special lake day with his separated-at-birth-twin, Cooper, and Cooper's family at Pueblo Reservior.  We were all jealous!


Our nation is going through a long-overdue shake up right now.  There have been sparks flying for years and they are growing into fires: Ahmaud Arbery killed by two white men while jogging, Breonna Taylor killed by police who entered her home mistakenly and opened fire on her as she slept--for no reason, Amy Cooper using her whiteness to phone police and criminalize a black man, Chris Cooper, who was out birding and simply asked her to put her dog on a leash.  And due to quarantine, people are watching, their eyes are being force open and people are getting angry.  Not just black people, who have felt the anger for years.  White people are finally seeing just how bad racism in our country IS, and HAS BEEN.  Following the video-recorded death of a black man named George Floyd, who was killed by a white officer who kneeled on Floyd's neck for 8 minutes, which killed him, the voices of outrage have grown louder.  Outrage is hard and sad and sometimes peaceful and sometimes violent.  Growing pains hurt.  Hopefully we really are at the beginning of a change for the better where we white people listen to the experience of our fellow black Americans, and do not diminish or try to explain; do not feel like it is a "them" problem, but see that it is so much an "our" problem; and join them to fight for change, for something better.

In mid-May, the Shevitz kids invited us Conlins to a little two-family virtual Prom Night.  It was fun getting dressed up, having dinner and dancing together all while 1,400 miles apart!  So fun!  (Luke was there, but was exhausted from a late night and long day with a buddy, and hit the rack right after dinner, before I remembered to take a picture.)

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