Relaxing Weekend, Busy Week

We had a wonderful weekend together as a family. Just the 4 of us.

Saturday was rainy (snowy around us) and we ran some errands. We also made a stop at the library. The kids were so excited. I realize I don't take them often enough. It stresses me out though. I'm a hawk with my kids and when one walks around a bookshelf and the other is looking at books, I have to divide my attention. I hate that. It was nice to have David to help, but the kids did a great job of staying together and not wandering off.

We dyed eggs on Saturday. The kids thought it was magic.


It's non toxic right? Luckily, he didn't drink it.


Notice the bowl of jelly beans...the sugar high is starting.




The kids were very excited for the Easter bunny to come. We told Emily if she wasn't in her bed asleep (which is always an issue) that he would hop right by our house. She stayed in her room, for 11 hours! She didn't get up until after 9. I woke up early just to see their faces when they saw their baskets and they both slept in way longer than normal. Go figure.



The first of many rolos.


Emily is already too smart for her own good. She asked why the Easter Bunny used their old baskets. Um, it's called recycling sweetie. I told her that he asks the parents to leave out any baskets and plastic eggs, so that he can fill them instead of leaving new ones. Apparently, the Easter Bunny is environmentally friendly and cheap!


The Easter Bunny hid 75 eggs in the backyard.






Notice the sugar coma sweeping through her eyes.


Definite sugar melt down.


We flew kites that the bunny left.


We rode bikes. Notice the snow on the mountains from the day before. Wacky Spring weather!


Then, David and Emily played about 20 games of Crazy 8's and Old Maid which Emily calls Old Navy. Does that mean she shops too much? I took a nice afternoon nap. David made a delicious pork roast for dinner.

It was a relaxing weekend which was nice as we are already kicking it into gear for the week.

My Mom is coming up in 4 hours to watch the dogs while we head to Phoenix for the night. We are meeting my Dad and Suzy, going to dinner and spending the night at their house. Tomorrow is Ben's surgery to repair his hydrocele. I'm worried about him being put under, but I'm sure all will go fine. Luckily since my Dad and Suzy haven't left for Idaho, they are watching Emily while David and I take Ben to the doctor. Please pray, send good thoughts, rub the Budda belly, whatever it is you do that all goes well tomorrow for our little man.

Guess What I Found?

ENERGY!!!

It was hiding out in my 2nd trimester. Who knew? It's always the last place you look.

My husband will be so happy. I'm cleaning the house and I have plans for dinner. And not Captain Crunch Berries. I try to convince him the berries have antioxidants in them. Okay, maybe not these berries, but a bowl of cereal is sometimes the only thing I can muster at the end of a long day.

Let's hope I don't crash and burn at 4:30.

Screwy Spring Weather

I just don't get Spring. In my mind, Spring makes me think of flowers and sunshine and me running from butterflies (can't stand the suckers). At least this is what spring meant when I still lived in Phoenix.

But, this is what we were doing 3 days ago. (looks like Spring)



Mind you the kids finally came inside when hypothermia was starting to set in. The water was freezing, but still they were in bathing suits enjoying the weather.

Today we have 30 mph winds and a chance of snow. I seriously doubt it will snow, but there is a chance. What the heck?

Spring is so wishy washy. Make up your mind already.

And to top it off, I officially outgrew my pants yesterday. I had to unbutton and unzip on the way home from Costco. One day they fit, the next day they don't. I'm happy I made it to almost 4 months in my regular clothes. But, now with this cold weather, I actually have to break out the maternity jeans. Being due October 2nd, I was hoping to slide from my regular jeans right into stretchy waist capri's and cute drawstring chino shorts. But, NOOOOO Spring can't make up it's mind. So, here I am in my elastic jeans.

I'm ready for Summer.

Ben's Favorite Things

Ben is three and I love this age. He's using his imagination more and he talks well. He's always amusing.

His three favorite things right now are:

1. Playing Barbies with his sister. Just when they have all the dolls set up, he takes his robot and stomps through the townhouse Godzilla style.


2. He's really into pretending to be somebody else. He will tell us (in his best robot voice), "I'm not Ben, I'm a robot." He still dresses like the wicked witch on a daily basis and asks me to paint him green. I put a dab on his nose which satisfies him. He also loves outer space, especially Buzz Lightyear and astronauts. He uses an old licorice container (bucket, bowl) as a helmet and pretends to be a spaceman.


3. He'll tell me 10 times a day about the status of his penis.
"Mommy, my penis is big."
"Mommy, my penis is small."
"Mommy, my penis is big again. Can I make it small?"
"Yep, get your hand out of your pants."

It's all rather amusing except when he gives me an update in a crowded grocery store.

I love this kid.

Gone In 60 Seconds

We went to an Easter event hosted by our town on Saturday.

The kids jumped in a bounce house.

They did a ring toss to which they ringed nothing.


Then came the egg hunt. David gave them a pep talk.


They were eagerly awaiting the 11:00 start time. 8,000 eggs divided into three age groups. We stayed with the 3 and under crowd to avoid any possible injury from over excited 8 year old boys.
*I flat ironed Emily's hair!

Emily was running all around the eggs. She said she was trying to find the ones with candy. Does she have x-ray vision that I don't know about?


Ben took his sweet time.


Then the masses closed in on us.


It was over. A minute after it started, 2,666 eggs were cleared out of our section. Nothing left but a few half broken eggs. Even the prizes were looted out of those eggs leaving just the crushed shell. Savages.

Emily insisted we go to the petting zoo. She had to touch every animal.


Ben was afraid of every animal.


On the way home from the egg fest, the kids opened every egg and ate every piece of candy. I didn't stop them. It was lunch time after all.

Whose Laughing Now?

Well...me.

This is the wild west. We have tumbleweeds and lots of them.

Tumbleweeds start off as a weed, dry out, then tumble with a good wind.
The name isn't really very unique now is it?

Last week, we had some wicked winds. Several of our neighbors had tumbleweeds piled up as high as their 6 foot tall fence. We were lucky and only had about a dozen in the backyard. We have a field behind us, so we just tossed them over the wall. I felt sorry for our neighbors and in my head I thought thank God that's not us.

It's payback time.

Emily was supposed to have a bike-a-thon at her preschool today. I woke up at 5:45 to let the dogs out and the wind made me gasp. Bike-a-thon cancelled, at least for us. I'd like to see a kid peddle a bike against a 30 mph wind, or it would probably be more fun to see the wind at their back and watch them almost fly on the bike. That's mean. Anyway, we weren't going.

We were enjoying a lazy morning when I notice the patio furniture flying into the grass along with every other toy in the backyard. Then, I see the tumbleweeds flying over our 6 foot tall fence right into our backyard.



Winds are picking up this afternoon and I have a feeling we are going to spend the majority of our weekend picking these up and throwing them over the wall.

As for our plans for the day, we were supposed to go grocery shopping. But, the kids are having so much fun watching the flying tumbleweeds that we will probably stay home.


How's that for free entertainment?

Headaches

My kids are cracking me up lately. I don't know if I'm losing my mind and I find them more amusing, or if they are just getting cute little personalities. I'm thinking it's the latter, but I could be wrong. I have been at least once or twice before. Ha!

I know this probably is nothing you care to read about, but this is, after all, my journal to my children. So when they do or say funny things, you will have to bare with me while I blog about it.

I get headaches, maybe twice a month. Nothing 2 Excedrin can't knock out. Except when I'm pregnant. Excedrin is forbidden. It's all the caffeine that's in there. But, that's what knocks out my headaches. I've been getting headaches on a weekly sometimes daily basis now that I'm pregnant. I have to suffer and take Tylenol followed by a cup of coffee or a coke (which I don't normally drink). It usually does the trick, but my kids are sick of seeing me slumped over in the sofa rubbing my brain.

Here are Emily's solutions:

"Don't think about being pregnant. Think about Christmas!"

"Maybe you should stop screaming at us so much and your head won't hurt."
To which I replied, "Maybe if you picked up your toys when I asked you the first time, I wouldn't need to scream."

In any case, she makes me laugh which is always good for my soul.