Crafts, Backyard Skating and Como Zoo Visit

It's ice skating season, but that doesn't mean we spent the whole weekend out on the backyard rink.

During the week Meadow and I got a chance to rollerblade at the Vikings stadium.

She's way faster than me. I thought it would be like ice skating, it is but also not. I thought I didn't do too bad having not skated in 20 years.

The kids are back into doing crafts again.

Theo claimed the potholder loom too hard so Meadow took over.

Another weekend and I'm making breakfast again? If they ask for crepes, I guess it's got to be me.

I don't even dare try.

Weekends have meant family hockey time. Brooke just wants to do tricks. Sorry, boo.

I spend most of the time dodging everyone.

Theo has really improved his ice skating skills this year.

With temps going from single digits to upper 30s, the rink has held up well.

Theo now wants to play Catan Junior every day.

He forgot how much he loves this game.

Meadow made us biscuits for breakfast.

Theo went through all his Picasso/Magna tiles and sorted them.

When they are sorted like this it seems like he doesn't have as many.

We've been eating a lot more salads the last year. It's been a go to back up meal. Probably better for us than frozen pizza.

The kids prefer raw vegetables anyway.

Theo got a robot kit for Christmas. This became a project for me and him. We got really close to finishing when it wasn't working. Took me an hour to realize I had used the wrong part somewhere.

This made my head want to explode. Good thing Brookie was game.

On Tuesday school was cancelled due to morning temps that dipped to -19 degrees Fahrenheit. Instead of staying home I took the kiddos to the Como Zoo and Conservatory.

To get them to tag along I got everybody their own camera to take pics. We started out at the bonsai exhibit. You know Meadow loved this.

The Conservatory is the perfect place to spend a frigid day in the Twin Cities.

The Sunken Garden never stops being magical.

Then we braved the cold to mostly explore the indoor animal exhibits in the zoo.

I think we had a good day.

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