Like many of you, I've lost track of the days.

The weekends carry no real distinction from weekdays. Mornings slide slowly into afternoons. Our backyard is starting to feel just a little smaller.

My first quarantine journal post documented days 1-10. This one documents moments between March 29 and April 14. To me, it feels like one long quarantine day — a day filled with fire pit dinners and deck lunches, hammock naps, a homemade sprinkler, video chats, nature walks, and an Easter egg hunt (or two or three). 

​We also celebrated Tucker's third birthday (so unbelievable!). It wasn't the party I'd imagined a few months ago, but it turned out to be such a special day, complete with a surprise visit from Albemarle County Fire Rescue. 

I didn't take too many photos from Easter or Tucker's birthday, because I was also filming the day, which definitely takes a lot more focus! Watch those films here. 

This was our very first fire in the pit Tyler built. Tucker's reaction (top left) was "Pee-yew! Hot, hot, hot!"

An 80-degree day in March calls for a run through the hose. 

Eating on the deck or over the fire pit might as well be a night out to a restaurant these days...

Tucker often walks up to the thermostat, hand on hip, and says, "Nice day out!"

Pretending to shop in his play room (guess I'm not the only one missing shopping trips).

We finally broke out the hammock, only to find out Tucker is obsessed! 

Post-nap walks.

Video chats with Grandma.

Building a bird nest, and then (unprompted) cleaning up the mess.

A nice outing and picnic to Walnut Creek Park in Charlottesville. 

Decorating paper eggs with shaving cream and food coloring.

Indoor Easter egg hunt. Turns out Tucker's a pro!

A beautiful Easter morning.

Tucker's third birthday! He had no idea a firetruck was about to come to his house!

We video-chatted each person, so they could see Tucker open their gifts.

Tucker's eggless brownie cake (I accidentally used all the eggs for Easter lunch, but this recipe turned out so good!)

I'm a sentimental sucker for the "lasts" — especially when I can turn them into something magical. 

For the past three years, I've made it a priority to spend the evening before Tucker's birthday to take some photos. For the past three years, it's just so happened to be a beautiful day drenched in golden-hour light. 

Apart from the sentimentally of these little sessions, I love that they allow the following day to be more relaxing. I don't have to worry about keeping cake smears off clothes or interrupting the flow of birthday celebrations for photos that I have (unreasonably) high expectations for. 

If you know our sweet Tuck, I hope you enjoy seeing his beautiful smile during this time of quarantine. If you don't, I hope you'll imagine your own kids having photos like these and reach out when togetherness is once again resumed.