All That Is Easter

I realize Easter was last weekend, but I just got my act together enough to put up a post. Nothing crazy, just a general lack of enthusiam on my part. Also, with school starting to wind down, it seems like every day I get a note about something that needs to be bought, sent or made for one of the boys. It's exhausting.

Anyway, here is our Easter. We hunted for eggs, had our faces painted, played with small animals and worshiped the rising of Christ. All in all, we had a wonderful Easter season.



We also took our yearly Easter photo. I'm proud to announce that the tradition holds. My kids will not sit and smile for an Easter picture. At other times of the year, they do great. But at Easter, well, it hasn't happened yet. This is a sampling of what we got instead.






What are you going to do? Even though they won't give me a picture, I still think they are great!

Battle Hymn

My husband came home with a funny story yesterday. I laughed so hard, I thought it would be fun to post it here.

He was in a meeting with a bunch of people, including the president of his company. Towards the end of the meeting, the president stands up and gives a "go get 'em, we can do it" speech. In the middle of this speech, some guy starts to hum the Battle Hymn of the Republic. You know, "Glory, glory hallelujah".

Then he switches from humming to actually singing the words. Before long, the president joins in and they get louder and louder. So here they are, singing as loud as they can while the other people in the meeting are in shock. The newer people have eyes as wide as saucers and the veterans are shaking their heads. Outside the room, heads are popping up over the cubicles like gophers.

They finally wind down, the president gives this guy a pat on the back and leaves the room. Well, you guessed it, that guy was my husband. I would say I couldn't believe it but actually I can.

There are a lot of things I love about him, but being able to sing the Battle Hymn of the Republic in the middle of a meeting without any reservations is definitely at the top of my list.

Big Birthday Boy

Max finally turned four last week. I say finally because he's been through with three for the last six months. If you asked him how old he was, he would say "I don't know but I'm not three." Well, now he's four and he's proud of it. He has told everyone he sees of his new age, and if you know my shy boy, that's saying a lot.

We had his birthday at a little gym and he absolutely loved it. Look at that smile.

All his friends wore themselves out.


This was the best part for them. He didn't know he was going to get to ride a motorcycle.


Happy boy, happy day. We love you big boy!!!