Happy Easter!

This is a beautiful holiday. I'm grateful to my Savior that he suffered and died for our sins. That I am able to repent and be clean from my mistakes and that he conquered death so that I can live again and live with my Father in Heaven again.

I really have been trying to be mindful of my actions today and this week to show Peanut why we are really celebrating. I hope we are paving the way with good habits and traditions. Thanks to Rachel's good idea HERE, I made my own egg set and that's what we did our Easter egg hunt with. Then we read the scriptures and talked about it over breakfast. It was really nice. I think we used to have one of these eggs sets when I was young. It's fun to be doing these things for my own family and have a child old enough to start participating.

It was also really nice that Rob did not have meetings this morning at church. It made things a little calmer around here. I find Sunday mornings to be absolutely frantic and stress inducing and I seem to be in quite the foul mood by the time we make it to church. So today was a nice change of pace. Him being home also allowed me to dry and curl my hair, which is a once in a blue moon special treat, that accompanied my new spring dress (thanks again Shauna and Dave for the birthday gift!). There are so many good things that come with the changing of seasons, spring clothing being one of them!

Until next time!

 

Hello.

Rob's been out of town this week on business and boy oh boy have we had an adventure. Peanut has thrown up every night that he's been gone, and all over the carpet in a new location every time, completely missing the old shower curtain I put down as a splash pad. Oh and he would always wait till the middle of the night to do it. Except for today. I have a feeling with Daddy being home now there will be no incidents tonight. As my Mom often reminds me, "It could be worse." She's right. :)


So the positive. We made some killer train tracks while we've been here at the house. This is one fun toy. I like setting it up as much as Peanut enjoys running trains along it and breaking it :).  I also was lucky enough to get out one day and run some errands by myself. My good friend offered to watch my kids for a day as a birthday present. So I went and picked out paint samples (that always takes forever for me and it was nice to not have any distractions), did some shopping, looked at seeds for the garden and took myself out to lunch. Café Rio, some retail therapy and a little HGTV sure boosts my spirits. Do you like either of the bottom two blues?

Another thing that makes us happy, especially Henry and I, is our new blender! The one we got at our wedding bit the dust so we invested in a Breville and the only reason I am telling you this detail is because it's been so good. I got right to work making baby food and the purees are a thing of beauty. My green smoothies are smooth. No spinach bit is left whole and ice chunks are a thing of the past. Cooks Illustrated ranked it right up there with the vitamix, but it had a price tag that did not give me heart failure.

Ok and speaking of Henry's food. He has decided to eat it! Like all of a sudden this week. And he eats a lot. And thinks it's super fun to spit the first few bites at me, then whines when I start to put it away. He's already 6 months old! More on that this coming week.

Last update here. It was my birthday. It was a nice simple day. Rob cooked Julia Child's beef bourguignon (heavenly), and my lovely friend made me the most delicious carrot cake I have ever had. Other then that I got to just sit next to a sunny window that Sunday afternoon and have a moment to myself. Perfect. And thanks to everyone who made the day special. I was treated to so many nice things by so many people like a brunch and a girls night out and mail. I love getting mail. Email. Snail Mail.  Package Mail. Birthday's are always good. I can't complain about getting older. My body isn't breaking down and life just gets richer with age right? And I've already come to terms with the fact that aging is just the slow process of becoming my parents. I like them. :)

Well enjoy the rest of the photos. And hopefully I can get a video to upload (it's not working tonight) so you can hear Peanut's rendition of Happy Birthday. Good night!     

 

 

Continuation...Life is good!

We're back! I promised part two and here we are. That picture is my absolute new favorite. That's the most perfect green smoothie fu-man-chu I have ever seen, along with an equally perfect smile. How could you not smile looking at that handsome little devil.

Well we just spent a fun week tending for some friends of ours while they went on a cruise. We, along with another family watched their four kids, and stayed at their house for a week. It was a really great time and was cause for a pause to ponder the fact that this situation was similar to the household that both of my parents grew up in. Sans the extra set of parents. We had eight kids in the house ages, 5 months, 13 months, 2 years, 4 years, 5 years, 10 years, 12 years and 15 years old. That is ALMOST physically possible. I have no idea how I would do that as just one Mom in the house! It sure is fun to have that many people around the dinner table though. Anyways, here is a picture update and some videos, as promised!

Peanut's handiwork with no complaints from Cashew.

Brothers!

 

Puzzles at the library (this looks so serene
until you hear about the epic tantrum that
followed when I asked him to clean them up
so we could go home). The best part was I
asked Peanut to sit in time out once I finally
dragged him to the check-out counter while
 I reserved our books. I obviously was not
specific enough. I noticed the librarians
peeking over my shoulder and I turned
to see my punished Peanut scooting his
way all through the library on his butt. The
librarian so astutely commented,
"Well I guess he is still sitting."

The curtains I made. They still need to be hemmed.

Sick little Cashew in his leg warmers, stealing
the show, as usual. This little tyke has now had a
cold for over a month and is sleeping terribly.
We're exhausted but at least he keeps smiling.

And speaking of sleeping, this one still
sleeps like the living dead. Snoring up
a storm. Oh and he learned to climb out of
his crib this week, so last night we debuted
the toddler bed. Heaven help us.