Happy Easter!

I'm not sure who ran faster this year... the kids or me. They were racing to get eggs and I was racing to get pictures of them finding the eggs. I know because my legs still hurt a couple of days later.

As usual we spent our Friday afternoon dying eggs at Brett's grandma's.

It is a wonderful tradition and this year Sheriff was old enough to participate in stuffing the plastic eggs with candy and money. I was busy helping Sunshine with dying eggs and although I feared that she would tip the egg dye all over I really should have known better. She is a bit of a clean freak and required that I do most of the dirty work. I ended up with more egg dye on my fingers at the end of the process than she did!

Here are some of Saturday's highlights:

Easter Sunday was also wonderful as our choir performed a number we have been working so hard on: How Great the Wisdom and the Love. We don't have a large choir but we work diligently on all of our pieces.

Later in the day for Family Home Evening, three of the boys narrated from The Friend an Easter program with pictures of our Savior's crucifiction and resurrection. Sometimes I wonder how much they understand but they surprise me with how much they know. I guess they really are paying attention in-between all the wiggling, shifting, sighing and eye-rolling.

Easter Blessings and The Fleas

We had a fantastic Easter spending time with Brett's family. There were, as usual the traditional egg dying and multiple egg hunts to be had as well as overloading on food and candy.


I stepped out of my comfort zone and made a dessert (gasp!) but the surprising part was that it was edible if not a little creepy looking.
One of my Easter blessings was to have my oldest niece visit from the great white north for the week end. It was great just to have her come and she was so cute with my boys (and super patient with Smiley who smothered her the whole time). It was extra helpful for me though to have her stay in Boots' room as I had to change the room around in order to get it ready for my niece to stay in it. I could finally walk past the room and have the door open for a change.

We keep egg hunts and Easter bunny separate from Easter Sunday so Sunday was quieter as we watched General Conference and enjoyed the talks given. For me it doesn't matter what topic the talk is on, I always hear in it that I need to be a better mother - probably because I've just finished getting mad at one of my kids for something (usually Smiley or Giggles). I'm really reconsidering changing Smiley's name to Patrick from Spongebob. April is routing for the namechange too! It's the blank look he gives you when you ask him the same question 5 times in a row with no response.

But I digress..... Sunday was great and my niece was leaving that night so I took the opportunity to take a few pictures of her with my boys in our field across from our house before she left.





This morning when we woke up Giggles was not giggling. He was complaining of a stomach ache and within moments he ran to the bathroom and emptied the contents of his stomach. I told him he had the flu. A few minutes later he said with a sad look on his face, "mom I don't understand how I got the fleas." A few minutes later Brett was also struck down with a case of "the fleas" and is in bed as I type this. I don't know who it will strike next so I have diligently sprayed door handles and light switches with Lysol and I am washing my hands scrupulously. I'm praying that "the fleas" will pass me by.