Let's start with everyone's reaction to my most recent post. Sorry to have entered into the bathroom talk realm, but it seemed entirely too interesting to keep to myself. And, I forgot to include what sparked the idea for the "Proof Our Kids Are Weird" subject in the first place. I was tucking Jack in to bed and realized that it was the night before Easter and I was singing "Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer" to him. No further explanation needed, I suppose. And, according to Caroline, we didn't need proof at all.
On to Easter......
Oh, first, I've been playing around on my new favorite site (thanks, Shannon), http://www.picnik.com/. It's filled with all sorts of fun features for photo editing. So, because I'm an amateur, please be patient. Our photos all look a bit different in this post because I'm trying out various options. And, I don't have time to go back and re-do them to my satisfaction. It's raining outside and the little punks need lots of attention.
We colored eggs on Saturday. I'm sure you can guess how this all went down, so feel free to skip through.
The weather was lovely, so we sat outside and saved our carpet.
If you don't have these clever little tools, buy some next season. If your child's name isn't Lainey, he or she will grab onto these and avoid dyed hands.
Is there an "Ugliest Egg" contest? We'd win for sure.
Afterwards, I put my treasured bunny planter back on the table. Blake loves it so much. Don't you?
Yes, it looks better with plants, but it's been snowing since November and I wasn't ready for the risk. All in good time, my friends.
Fast forward to Easter morning.
Notice the "short" pjs. I won.
And, would you look at that?! For the 6th year in a row, that crazy Easter Bunny broke into our refrigerator, stole the carrots and accidentally left some in plain view during his escape. The kids were fascinated.
And, then Lainey was worried he would be hungry later in the day because he didn't finish all of them. Our sweet baby Laine.
Looks like he got a few bites!
We took a walk later that day at Antioch Park.
Some girl at work made fun of Blake for his pink polo, so he refuses to wear it there now. Only on Easter do we get to see this pretty little gem.
Anyone want to make bets on how far the little ones will make it if we let them follow Carter?
Our punks. I love these goofballs.
See the difference? Remember, photo editing.
Lots of fun little houses for the kids to cruise around in.
And, bubbles!!!!!! No one choked this time.
The fam. Will life be boring one day when all 3 kids smile and do their best to not look miserable?
And, this is what it looks like when we leave.
Despite the cries, life is good! Happy Spring to all of you.