Easter Cuties

My dear fuzzy bunnies,
Easter Weekend saw Sissy grumpy with high fevers and absolutely no appetite. The only thing she ate the entire weekend (and the only time she smiled) was for this chocolate. The following weekend we finally got her into her so-cute-it-it-kills Easter dress, along with her sweet, sweet brothers. You guys are too cool.

Rite of Passage

Jonah with Ms. Schmidt, his (very pretty) teacher

Dear JoBear,

Last night we went to your 1st Grade Music Performance, which consisted of 8 songs intermixed with poetry. The dress criteria was a storybook character or simply nice clothes. You chose Rex from the Clone Wars, insisting he was in one of your books in a story so it was okay. As I watched, a (very shaky) video camera in one hand and your (very whiny) baby sister in the other, I realized why it all felt so surreal.

Here I was, with gaggles of other moms and dads and video cameras, watching my own little first grader. My very first. These little rites of passage keep coming, when I realize more and more that I really am a Mom, not just in my own little world. I really do have my very own almost-seven-year-old who waves at me from the bleachers and points out his name in the program. "That's my son" I say to the grandma sitting next to me. Obviously proud of you, but also in wonder that I could even have a son like you.

When did this happen? How did I get here? It feels like yesterday I was on stage singing in my own performances, looking for my own family's faces. When did the roles change? When did someone in the universe think I was capable of having my own child, let alone three?

Well, Someone had faith in me. And I know you have faith in me. It's time for me to have faith in me.

There, that little blond boy with blue eyes, dimples, and freckles, right out of a Star Wars movies. That's my son.

Shh! Daddy is snoring!

Dear Crazy Kiddoes,

This past weekend was Conference Weekend. One of the times we get to watch Church in our pajamas. Jonah, you were overjoyed. You and Mom went out the night before and bought a book that taught you how to draw monsters. That's what you picked as your "I will be quiet during Conference". Mommy picked crochet yarn. Daddy picked "work on his laptop". While we were shopping, you made the comment "Daddy will probably fall asleep. He usually does." Ah, young one, wise beyond your years.

All of you were so good this time. Kariah took long naps, boys drew their monsters and quietly played, Mommy finished a big crochet project and Daddy did mindless work while we all listened to the words of the prophets. It was great.

Right before the final session, Daddy made a strange noise. I looked up to find him pale and muttering the words "My computer has died." He was then forced to actually watch Conference which resulted in this....

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Which meant Mommy got to break out the peanut M&M's for Conference Bingo!! You guys had a great time and it was so fun to watch you really listen, (and really chow down) while figuring out what each talk focused on. "Mommy that one was totally about prophets! See how many covered the prophet picture?". You guys are so smart!

And finally this was a cute picture of Sissy borrowing some fairy wings from Marc's best friend Lilly down the street. Sissy sure makes a cute fairy!

I love you guys so much. And Heavenly Father loves you even more. What amazing creations you are!

Frozen bums

Dear Crazy Kids,

Last Saturday we decided to go ice blocking for our Saturday Family Outing. I had never been. Daddy hadn't gone since High School. He forgot to take into account that once you sat on the block, your arms weren't long enough to reach the ground in order to push yourself. You quickly figured out how to use your legs though. You guys are sooo smart.

After ice blocking, we played at the park. It was a really good Saturday. You guys are sure loved.

It's a contest

This letter is to my friends and family. My good friend, and personal photographic historian, Haleigh is doing a contest on her blog. To enter all you have to do is leave a comment, and the prize? A free photog session, worth $150!

The following are examples of the amazing work she's done for our family. Scoot on over and leave your comment.

Happy Birthday Marky-roo!

Dear Marc,

Ooooh, what fun we had! It was Star Wars Clone Wars everywhere! Tons of friends, pizza, cake, tokens, tickets, toys, presents! We all had a great time. Thanks for turning 5 Marcus!!

You are loved. All five years of you.