April 8—What Religion is Your Easter Bunny?

 

We headed up north today for our annual Noel Easter Egg Hunt. 

The kids filled up their baskets with cereal boxes, nuts, raisins, notepads, fishy crackers, cars, and some candy. 

The highlight of Wesley’s day was finding someone smaller than him that he could boss around (Carole and Jeff’s dog Baxter).  For the entire evening Wesley followed Baxter around yelling, “no, no doggie,”  “don’t do that doggie,”  “stop it doggie.”  I guess even the baby of the family needs someone to order around.

Just like every other year Miles was so confused by the real, hard boiled eggs he found in Grandma’s backyard.  “It’s a really egg mommy, look I found a real egg.”  You would think the plastic eggs would be the ones to make his face all confused especially with all the people we know that have their own chickens.

After dinner the conversation turned deep as my husband and my nephew Max tried to figure out what religion the Easter Bunny is.  Max who attends Catholic school told Dave he was for sure Catholic. Cute Max!  Max also led all the boys in a water fight, red rover, and duck, duck, Ben 10 (no goose when it is all boys…only superhero’s or your favorite cartoon character).  

My gorgeous niece Lola was here to visit and it was so fun to catch up with her…I can’t believe she is old enough to drive!

April 7—A Puke Bucket and a Somewhat Dead Foot

No photo today, just a story and the downfalls of having really big feet.  So, Miles started puking at about 4:00 this afternoon.  We hunkered down, put on some movies and hauled around the puke bucket all afternoon.  He seemed to be feeling better when he went to bed and I sat down to edit some photos on the computer.  At about 9:00 Ian starts screaming that Miles is throwing up.  I jump out of the chair and start sprinting down the hall only to make it about 2 steps before my size 11 foot that has fallen completely asleep decides to fold up right under me.  Dave made it down the hall in time to help Miles hit the bucket, but those peas that were on my back last week are now on my sprained ankle. 

April 6—A Shave & A Haircut

Woke up today and decided it was time to take some of the shag off of my cute boys.  With the promise of ice cream and the help of Rocky & Bullwinkle they are all sporting cute summer buzz cuts. 

April 5—Library Day

 

Since Ian has been off track we have once again made a list of all the fun and exciting activities we were going to do while he was home. And as always something has prevented us from finishing the list.  In October it was croup and high fevers, in January it was the flu, and now my back!  I’m going to quit making the list and see if next time he is out of school we can keep the universe from dishing out whatever it can to squash the “off track fun list.”  We will just be impulsive and spontaneous no planning. 

That brings me to library day.  My back could not handle the zoo, a train ride to grandma’s, or a bike ride, but I could handle the library so off we went with library bag in tow.  We came home with a stack of books, magazines and movies that kept the kids occupied for the rest of the day.

Here is Ian with his library loot.  Oh, and that is not Harry Potter just Ian in his new glasses.

April 4—Walk it Off

So after nursing the sore back for a few days I called my dad the king of back problems and he told me to “walk/run” it off.  I haven’t ran in years and feared that might lead to more catastrophe than I was already in, so the boys and I opted for the walk instead.  We left an hour before preschool and took the really long way there.  Miles carried his backpack the whole way.  I wish I could say it helped with the back pain, but I think it only served as a good distraction.  More frozen peas and heating pad for me.

April 3—Look What’s Popping

Our plum trees are in full bloom and look absolutely beautiful.  The wind was blowing so hard when I took this shot the camera wouldn’t focus on anything for very long, but I love how it turned out. 

April 2—A Little Yoga Practice ==

After a great yoga practice and a relaxing-ly long stay in shavasana (corpse pose) I gracefully got up off the floor and threw my back out!  So my companions for the day are pictured above.  The sad thing is this means no bike for at least a week…and my new tire just came in the mail.