Easter

Easter was April 24th. And a long time ago. I am behind. In a lot of things. Anyway we blessed Macie the same day and then had our usual family Easter luncheon. Macie was so good during the blessing. She is a chill little thing. Well she gets more and more chill. I like her. A lot. It was a really, really good day.

I told Don after church that we needed to take pictures right then at the church otherwise we would never get a picture of all us together. Well no one wanted to. And I was right. We got no family picture. And I didn't get any great shots of Chloe's dress. She looked like Maria in "The Sound of Music"when they do that little number about how it is time to go to sleep. We have a choreographed routine when we go to sleep too. Although it doesn't sound like melodious harmonies, more like screaming.

anyway her dress was darling and I would wear it if it came in my size.

Don's Dad led a discussion with the kids using "resurrection eggs." Basically a little game with eggs that tells about the last days of Christ's life.

Macie was a cutie in her Easter/blessing dress. I searched far and wide for that dress, and finally settled on one from Gap. And I say she looks quite angelic. I sure like my baby.

Well, Chloe turned 4 today. And it is a poor time to have a Birthday being that we are in the middle of orchestrating a move and remodeling. I haven't even had time to feel nostalgic about it.

Last night we fell asleep with some pretty imminent things not done on our to do list.

We have been trying unsuccessfully to decide on paint colors. And if you really want to make an indecisive person insane, present them with 4 bazillion colors to choose from. It is not like there is just one "tan." Oh no....this tan has hues of pink, and this one has hues of yellow, but be careful because if you go too much one way, before you know it you have peach! And it is not the 80's anymore so that would be bad. I have spent too many hours of my life fretting over shade variances between almost identical swatches of color.

Anyway, we were contemplating paint last night and had all the swatches and such on our bed and Don said, "Well let's decide in the morning. Let's sleep on it. Literally." He so funny.

Well the morning came and then we had a roof dilemma. So we headed over to the place where you can look at roofs. Some guy gave us unhelpful info and Don commented later that he was a "Know nothing Know it all." He so funny.
I think he coined a phrase worthy of a t-shirt.

Then I went to Wal Mart to pick up stuff for our last minute Birthday hoorah.
Chloe said she wanted strawberry cake. And had it been a different time in my life, I would have liked to actually make her a cake. Alas, I bought already made Angel Food cake and threw on some strawberries and turned the regularly scheduled play group into a party. I don't think she knew the difference and was satisfied with her "party."

Then we came home and realized that our street was being resurfaced. Doy. So we had to park a zip code away. Which really was unfortunate being that I had a lot of stuff to carry to the car for Chloe's party. Including Macie. She was one trip.

And the rest of the day continued as crazily and now I am home. And my house looks wretched and my clean car is thrashed. And I still have only picked out one paint color.

And now that I have expressed my feelings for this day, I will press on and go tackle my disgusting kitchen.

Or I might go get Chloe's free Krispy Kremes.
Yep. That sounds like a better idea.

I love this. My friend Heather showed this to me and it is too funny not share.

Chloe saw a picture of a little girl with blonde hair on tv in a graduation cap and gown and she says, "Look it's Wizzy...when she was a little girl!"

And we saw the same commercial again this afternoon and she said the same thing and added..."When she had blonde hair!"

She must be remembering the pictures from last summer when Aunt Lizzy graduated and is wearing a cap and gown. I guess in Chloe's mind Aunt Lizzy is the only one who wears such a get up.

We were driving today and Chloe says, "Mommy! Mommy! Look-it's the mean chicken!"
I had no idea what she could possibly be talking about. I looked behind me and saw this sign:


Also today, we went shopping for new carpet. Chloe found some light pink carpet and told us that is the one we should choose.
post edit: Don corrected me and said what Chloe actually said was "I found the best carpet in the world."

And lastly today Chloe dragged me over to our neighbor's house. The one where the police were called over for an "argument." Anyway the other day she saw children outside their house and ever since then she has been wanting to go over there to meet her "friends." I was glad they were not home.

Mother's day

Mother's day was yesterday. We had a nice relaxing day. Don did about 3 loads of dishes for me. And fixed the dishwasher for me. He figured out that our dishes came out looking dirty all the time because they were in fact dirty, being that the water never hit the top rack of the washer. which goes to prove that our society is entirely too obsessed with sanitation and such because we never got sick. uh, just kidding.

Saturday we had a lunch at my sister in law's house. we do it every year and it is a great tradition. My only suggestion is that the men be the one's cooking the lunch.


Friday Don took me out for Italian food. And that was delicious.

And well, that was the timeline of my weekend.

sunday night we had cheese and apples for a snack and hit the hay aroun 10 PM.

I use Crest toothpaste and slept on white sheets.

And I think that is all the fascinating information I can think of about our weekend.

Feeling Sentimental

I have an announcement.
If you are local than you probably already know.
If you aren't local then it probably doesn't really matter to you because well...it will become obvious when I tell you my announcement.

We are moving.
But only about 3 minutes away.

And I am feeling really sad about it.
I love my little house with the red door.

But you know what I really love about my little house with the red door?
That we moved into it when it was just the two of us.
And then it became the three of us.
And it was just the three of us for more than three years.
And then it became the four of us.
And all the years in between...there have been a lot of good memories.

And I am sad to leave the house that I brought my two little babies home to.
But I will just remind myself that I am taking my babies with me.
And it is not the house that makes the home.
But the people in it.