Easter Sweaters?

Easter sweaters? It's just not the same as the Easter dresses I always got as a little girl. It's as close as we are ever going to get though, so no hats, no gloves, no pink flowers for us. I may never get to buy an Easter dress for a little girl, but pink is overrated. What could be more fun than these little monkeys? (By the way, they stayed in these clothes for like 5 more minutes after this picture before they stripped down to just pants and got serious about playing. Cole still managed to get a giant orange stain on his sweater that I can't get out. At least I got a few pictures!

Sad Baby

Happy Baby

Easter

We had the traditional egg hunt in the back yard, it was so nice and warm (kind of) and the kids had so much fun. Apparently it is simply impossible to ever have enough jelly beans and peanut butter eggs. Coleman's bucket was totally full and he was still running in a full sprint to make sure he got all of the candy before anyone else. Ahhhh, greed, isn't that the true meaning of Easter? We actually did have church in the morning, and for a brief moment the kids (all though they were probably faking) acted like they understood and appreciated the real reason for Easter.

Brady and Coleman's Birthday

It was a crazy weekend around here. We had Brady and Coleman's birthday on Saturday, and Easter the next day. Needless to say, I did not do either event as well as I would have normally, but they will all live right? We went to Backyard Adventures for the party, and it was so easy! It really is a party that requires no planning and no mess to clean up, perfect. They had a great time with all of their friends, and I let them invite as many as they wanted so I think we ended up with about 18 kids. Sure glad it was not at my house!

Then we had a party with Matt's family over at our house that night. Brady and Cole got so many gifts that day, I could hardly bring myself to do Easter the next day. I can't believe they are six years old. It seems like last week that they came home from the hospital in those two little car seats. I must say however, I am glad it was NOT just last week, because that would mean I would have to do that whole first year over again, and that would cause me to break out in hives, and need some anxiety meds. Six is a good age for all of us!

Is this really happening?

Today started out fine, the kids were late for school, I didn't make it to the gym, but it was all okay, the sun came out and we were having a blast, then by 2:00 the wheels came off. I have no pictures to remember the afternoon by, but I am quite sure it will not soon be forgotten. . . We decided to go and clean up the back yard a bit. We had a crew come and clean up the yard last week, and I wanted to just spray off the basketball court and clean up a little to really finish it off. There was a half ( or so I thought) empty can of outdoor wood stain down in the fire pit area, and I put it in a bag so I could get rid of it. I set it next to another bag of garbage. The baby started to cry and he was in the stroller in the front part of the yard, so I asked Coleman to take the bag of garbage to the garbage can, while I got the baby. I did not see him go, and he picked up the bag with the paint in it, and proceeded to take it to the " garbage can," unfortunately it was the one in the house. You know where this is going don't you? A few seconds later he came walking out and said calmly "Mommy, I spilled a little paint in the house." I ran in the house to see the ENTIRE kitchen floor covered in redwood stain. It was everywhere! I immediately started cleaning it up thinking that if I got it before it dried I might be okay. Then I realized I left Griff outside in the stroller. I yelled to Cole to go and push the stroller to the back yard, and went back to work. A few seconds later Cole came back into the house and said " Mommy, I spilled the baby!" Sounds funny now, not so funny at the time. So I ran outside and sure enough, he had spilled the baby. Luckily I had Griff buckled in the car seat and the car seat in the stroller, so he was fine, in fact he was just sitting there sideways on the grass with a big huge smile on his face. I wish I had a picture of the kitchen and the stroller, it was so out of control. I was actually laughing, it was so bad there was nothing else to do! Poor Coleman felt so bad, and he and Brady were so good to help clean up the mess. The kitchen is fine, thank goodness it was all on the tile. The back porch is a different story. Can you stain a Trex deck? When I asked my brother B.J this question, he laughed and said " apparently, just ask Coleman." What a smart . . . you know what. I am tired, and Matt is still at work sculpting ( big monument that he needed to finish yesterday) but Griff is still ready to party. Maybe tomorrow will be better, but no guarantee huh? I have a quote from Bob Dylan over my pantry that says "Chaos is a friend of mine." It certainly was today!!

"Playgroup Rocks!"

We have playgroup every Tuesday for the twins, and this week it was at our house. Usually it is just Brady, Coleman, Azelea and Lily, but this week we invited Trevor over at the last minute. We made little birds nests, (I know, it is a little lame, but I actually forgot that playgroup was at my house). They all have so much fun, they all yell "Playgroup rocks!" the second they run through the door. I must say, staying at home with the kids is pretty fun, I am missing my career less and less every day.