Easter 2014

Holidays seem to be getting better as our kids start to understand more and more what they are about. Mc came down super early to let us know the Easter Bunny had arrived and they headed down to collect eggs/candy. Mary Ann had had an easter egg hunt the Saturday before and Mc had learned quickly (after watching the "seasoned" children) that shaking an egg would let you know if there was change inside. She didn't quite get it right- most of the eggs she collected from that day forward were full of jelly beans, which she doesn't like. 

The kids were spoiled as always. Baskets from the Easter Bunny with shoes, little toys, "Frozen" and treats. Candy and money from Mary Ann. And yet another basket from Mimi & Papa with toys, clothes, swimming trunks, and Mc even found the Silver Egg with the $5 bill. We now have WAY too much candy (the beguiling serpent of one who was trying to pass a Glucose test the following day). 

We did take a few minutes on Sunday morning to watch the #becauseofhim video that the church had published. It helped us to remember the Savior and what he did for us- every day, I get a fresh start. A chance to try again. We were later edified by Mr Williamson in sacrament as he was offered the pleasure to speak. He has such an enthusiasm for speaking and I love the ease at which he teaches. He is a keeper.

The kiddos and their Easter bags.

Easter outfits and their bunny ears. K has fully adopted his dad's "too cool for school" hands in the pockets stance.

The Chicks (and Kingston) at Mimi's.

Kingston told Mark, "This is you daddy, if you were a bunny".

The Egg Hunting Party at Mary Ann's.

More basket fun. Even the baby got a basket full of goodies.

The kidlets

Capt Underwear

We have reached a potty training pinnacle! The Ston is wearing big boy "underwears" like a champ and consistently peeing on the potty without accidents during the day. He chose Spiderman underwear (Which is ironic because he doesn't even know who that is) and was easily bribed with chocolate and Hot Wheels. #2 has still been a challenge- he usually waits until first thing in the morning, before we come get him out of bed to have his "quiet time". But we will get there! One step closer to a solo kid in diapers! We are graduating to a twin bed this week, he is preregistered for preschool- all too many big boy things that make me a little sad.


Miss Mckinley is now a registered Kindergartner! We headed over to Heartland Elementary and filled out all the paperwork and she will test this summer to know who her teacher is and whether or not she will go all day or morning. It was a fun day for her and I think she will do awesome. It will be exciting to watch her make friends and learn but I am a little apprehensive about having her in a place full of other kids (mainly older kids) in an environment that is so different than the quaint in-home preschool she has been attending for the last two years. She is smart and friendly so I am sure it will be more of an adjustment for me than for her.

Mc and just one of her favorite stuffed animals and the leprechauns they made with Alex. I love that K is looking up to her. He sure loves his sissy.

#3. Alive and constantly moving. It felt like I was just having a conversation in November with my then pregnant niece  who was 30 weeks pregnant and here I am encroaching on that more quickly than I would like. Had my tasty Glucose test last week and am feeling a little relief from the nausea that has been a constant companion since conception. Tasks are becoming more difficult- bending, shaving, eating more than two bites, but the excitement is setting in when I think about snuggling a fresh new baby. The child is still nameless (we have a few ideas) and his room is still the disaster area known as the playroom. It's a really good thing it's nine months of gestating or I would never get anything done.

On to summer time and all the joys that come from playing outside and letting the kids have more freedom from coats and socks. I am anticipating the time off with a newborn, the sunshine, earlier bed times, tan little bum lines and the prospect of 12 weeks to mug on my babies.