Easter Fun

Dying Easter Eggs



Decorating Cupcakes



Baby Animal Day with our Cousins



Easter Egg Hunts



Sunday Best

Nate's Birthday

I'm so behind in posting this but on St. Patrick's Day we celebrated Nate's birthday. We surprised him at work with cake, balloons and our festive green selves! The kids all wanted to pick out something to give him. Jacks picked Oreos, Miles an Almond Joy candy bar and Lola? An apple. She was dead set on it. . . not sure why.

I'm so grateful to have Nate in my world. He's such a great dad. . . takes great care of me. . . always makes us laugh. . . and is my most favorite person to be with. I can't imagine life without him!

Happy Girl

We found out this weekend that Lola has asthma. We headed home from the doctor, the proud owners of a brand new nebulizer, and a cabinet full of prescriptions.

The first time I gave Lola a breathing treatment, I had to pin her down, hold every limb, keep the mask on her face and listen to her heartbreaking little cry. After a few minutes of that, she finally surrendered and let me just hold her, those big brown eyes staring sadly up at me.

The next time was a totally different program. She plopped down on the couch, scooted the machine over by her and held the little fishy mask on her face. She was so cute sitting there, all independent like.

Now she comes to me, every time she starts coughing, asking for more medicine. She has adapted so well as she realizes how much it helps her.

I'm so grateful for her happy soul, no matter the circumstance.

Big Brother

The other day I found Jackson and Lola cuddled up on the couch. Jacks had his little reading books from school, and was reading to a very happy Lola.

Jacks is such a great big brother to his sister. He takes such great care of her, makes her feel better when she's sad, and entertains her when mom's busy. I'm so grateful for my oldest and his sweet little personality.

Collections

Miles has been collecting empty toilet paper tubes. About a year ago we checked out a book from the library in which it detailed the steps to creating your very own castle, made out of cardboard. Cardboard boxes, lids, and, you guessed it, toilet paper tubes. It was very carefully assembled with the help of, I would assume, an entire team of very patient architect students. Once assembled and dry, it was intricately painted, again one might guess, by a very skilled artist. It was positively fabulous.

Why do these books make these crafts seem so easy to young eyes? I wish I had the skill set it would take to create such masterpieces and prove to my children that I am one awesome mom!

Until then. . . I'm afraid my medicine closet will fill to beyond overflowing with tubes.