Sunday, March 31, 2013

Easter Blessings

Today has been a very depressing way to spend Easter.  Carlee has been so sick we almost took her to the emergency room.  In our quest to keep her fever down, the medicine has completely messed with her sleep cycle.  We have been inside all day.  It hasn’t been the good inside where you watch tv, read, and relax.  Its been the- inside where the baby cries and you think about hitching a ride with the first car that passes your house- kind of day.  
We have still had some highlights this weekend.  I just hope we can get healthy for a better Spring Break.

Spring Break-  Special Party

This week was Mrs. L.'s last week.
While we are sad to see her go, we are happy we will still see her at school, and that Mrs. E. is coming back to finish the year.
Mrs. L. has been a wonderful support system and teacher.
We made a special book for her.  Each child picked a button and wrote about their favorite time with Mrs. L.  We used the buttons to make a necklace.  There were so many great memories.  Then we had a surprise breakfast!

pink button

yellow button

green button

button necklace

Mrs. E. helped with the surprise breakfast.
Doesn't she look great?





The Teddy Bear Sleep Over

One of my favorite times is the stuffed animal sleepover in first grade.  Students bring their animals and then let them spend the night.  Boy do they get in trouble over night!
Connor was sick the first day, but I left his pet stuffed snake for him so that when he was able to come back the next day..... he could see first hand the naughty behavior.


Look at C's pet snake?  He slithered up to the Smartboard monitor.

I bet he was responsible for writing this, blame it on the bears.

Fun Day-

Darren needed to look for glasses in the big city, so we messed around at the mall and had a fun day!  
Fruit Park

 I told Connor he was WAY TOO BIG for the little park, 
but what do you know
...there he goes down the little celery.

banana step 

C. riding the "limo" on the carousel like "Ric Flair".

Look at those sweet, short legs!


Oh Howdy, did someone LOVE the carousel!

Yipeeeeeeee.

This is great fun mama.

Egg Hunt where I actually got to meet.....
 The Tasmanian Brothers!!!!

BEWARE
If you dare go in the ring with us
we gonna' make you sweat .... 
(and that is from just chasing us)

We are a stylin', profilin', limousine ridin'.....
you get the picture.

We may be good lookin' ....

but we gonna' make you cry...

with our famous Taz Rex Claw!

Do you feel the pain?  
Just give up now.  
The wind from our muscles is enough to scare our opponents.

Egg Hunt Time.
(I tried to make it easy for you girl.)




 Building a Homemade Scaffold Match-
I handle the reading and dad handles the....
scaffold match??

Connor really loves to watch the older wrestling (80s)- which is great because everyone isn't cussing and half naked after the first hour.


So he and his dad made a really cool scaffold match. 
Complete with dad's OLD wrestlers.



 Glitter Eggs

Can someone ask me why I just didn't get normal Easter dye?

Do you see all these steps??
Are you kidding me?

We went for it.
I'm pretty sure we had dye from one end of the kitchen to the other.
Don't ask me how.
We just have a talent for being reckless.


Connor's face after I put apple cider vinegar in the dye instead of white vinegar.
Hey, I ran out.

Now for the Glitter!


Messy Hands


This is how they turned out.
(just kidding)

This is how they really turned out.  
We used all the glitter on two whole eggs.



The we went for an egg hunt.
Connor hid the eggs first, 

but then he wouldn't let me find them.
He found them.

I just didn't ask questions.


  Special Delivery
Poor Peanut didn't care about her Easter basket.  
Very sick baby.




We didn't wear our Easter gear this Sunday.
  But the second we all feel better, we are dressing up and taking a picture!
I don't care if its to go to the grocery store.

Looking at these pictures,
 I am thankful for God's blessings of friendships, family, children, health, and laughter.


















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