Emergency Urgency

My dog is outside barking right now. What is he barking at you ask? Is it an intruder? Is it another dog? A cat? A bird? A butterfly? Some other creepy crawly thing? It is a ROCK. This rock has been taunting Benson for the last half hour in which Benson has finally lost it and has decided to tell him who's boss. Is it a rock that moves? A rock that sings? Nope. Just a plain ol' rock. And Benson has it out for him. I have a feeling that this will be a fight to the death.

OH! And this is great... I was going to the bathroom the other day (I'll spare you the details) and Calvin starts hollering from across the hall. "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!! Come quick! Hurry! It's an EMERGENCY" I finish up, burst out of the bathroom, sprint into Calvin's room pretty sure he either broke a bone or lit his little sister on fire, and Calvin stops me dead in my tracks.

Calvin: "Mom (one eyebrow raised), did you wash your hands?"
Me: "What?! You were hollering like a banshee! Is everything okay?"
Calvin: "Seriously Mom. You need to wash your hands. That's really gross.... do you know where my bionicle is?"

My Archnemisis: Easter Grass

I love Easter. It's one of my favorite holidays. I love Brunch, I love Easter baskets (although the Easter bunny forgot about me this year -sigh- oh well), I love little girls in big hats, I love chocolate, boy do I love chocolate, I love the little peanut butter eggs that Brian's Mom makes, I love church Easter programs, I love spinach souffle (are you seeing the food pattern here?), and I LOVE Easter outfits.

What I HATE about Easter (okay, hate is a strong word): that even though I REFUSE to buy Easter grass to fill the baskets, the dang stuff still manages to creep into my house. IT'S EVERYWHERE! It sticks to EVERYTHING! I can't even get it off of my darn fingers! And now it's going to be twisted around my vacuum bristles for the next decade. Who invented this stuff?! And another thing- I pride myself in the Easter baskets I make Brian and the kids. I spend WEEKS thinking of the thoughtful little things that that they will enjoy. But WHY IS IT, OH WHY, that this year, I went a little crazy on Calvin's and put a kite and a kids digital camera in his, BUT WAIT- does his face light up when he looks through his basket?!?! NOT UNTIL HE GETS TO THE BOTTOM AND SEES THE PACKAGE OF JELLYBEANS!!!!! Maybe he's more like me then I think...

He sees the jellybeans...


And for your Easter enjoyment...

Tiffani & Dayton's Birthday Bowling Event! (I bowled an 87. Don't judge me.)