We didn’t do a whole lot this week. We went to the zoo last Friday after Evie’s doctor appointment (just a follow up with the pediatric neurologist, everything is fine). Evie wanted to go see the fishes. As far as she is concerned that is the most important part of the zoo.
They had an imaginative and rather sad event going on called “Washed Ashore,” featuring sculptures of various marine animals made entirely out of garbage found washed up on the beach.
Cool artwork with a sad reality behind it.
The zoo is under construction right now, so we didn’t get to see all of the animals.
The gorilla reminds her of daddy. Only his head isn’t bald.
And speaking of monkeys…
The weather over the weekend was so nice that we were able to get outside and work in the yard and garden a bit.
Then on Sunday we joined Mommy’s work buddies to help hand out water and electrolyte replacement beverages at the Tacoma marathon.
And the rest of the week has been just the usual grind of school, night shifts for Mommy, and working hard for Evie. Which may not be super exciting, but with all the exciting things going on in the world these days, we can use a little normal.
And God is found in the midst of the normal just as much as the wild and exciting. Perhaps even more.