There were some sweet times and some trying ones and I.AM.EXHAUSTED. My contacts are so dry that I can hardly keep my eyes open.
Let's recap.
1.) We went to the Maundy Thursday service at church on Thursday night. Jason was part of the drama team for the evening. Who knew - my husband can act?! He was pretty darn good too - maybe even missed his calling. Eli and Kenna even kept quiet for the most part and even joined in the Last Supper celebration, eating the bread and drinking the juice out of the teeny tiny cups. Only spilled it once each. Not too bad for a first go-around I suppose :). I am laughing just remembering. Then, it was off to Rita's for some Italian ice with friends - 4 kiddos with icecream in the back hatch of my SUV equals - A RAINBOW SPRINKLE NIGHTMARE. They were packed in there, having fun, and every time one of them turned this way or that, they took some icecream to the hair, coat sleeve, pant leg or a hundred other places. Note: If you know me at all, you would know that it was making me cringe the entire time. Needless to say, the mess is still there. I'll save that for tomorrow night.
2.) Friday. Well let's just say that it was certainly the funniest of my time off. Jason and I woke up to laughter. And, running. And more giggling. Pretty normal sounds coming from the monitor as Eli and McKenna play and throw things at each other in the nursery until we come and get them. Except for this time, it didn't sound like it was coming from their room. So, off I went to investigate. Nursery door open. Hmmm, that's not normal! A peek inside. Hmmm. No kiddos in sight. Interesting for sure. I followed the laughter and found those little buggers downstairs in the living room with toys piled high, sitting on the couch. Yep, that's right, they climbed out of their cribs and proceeded downstairs. I yelled NOOOOOO to Jason! (while semi-laughing; you see this mama and dadda were hoping for some more cribs time. We do like our weekend sleeping in.) I did what any normal human would do - I asked them what they did. Kenna chimed right in, "I climbed!" (Clear as day). I told them to come show me how they did it. They were quick to get back up there and do it again.
I will try to post a video of the escapees in action - not uploading at the moment. For now, here is a picture :). More on this later.
We ran errands and generally just had some fun all day (not without a half of a bag of jelly beans opened and spilled in the grocery store first, though. Sort of funny now; not so much at the time.) Friday night we celebrated my dad's birthday. Made homemade strombolis and had homemade red velvet cake. Then, it was egg painting time. Definitely a fun time and some adorable pictures. Here are just a few.
3.) Saturday was pretty calm; for the most part, but I'll get to that. Jason had to go to work for a while, so the kids and I played all morning, took an hour and a half walk, visited with Pa and Mama and got tractor rides (they did, I walked), played outside in the beautiful weather for a while, baked homemade dog treats for the dogs' Easter baskets, baked homemade cookies for us to enjoy and had dinner. You can tell that I'm going somewhere with this, right?!? As I was clearing the dinner table and Jason was bathing the kids so we could have a relaxing evening (it was already after 8), he yelled for me to come quickly. As in the, make my heart drop, scare the crap out of me, kind of yell. So, I tore off running up the steps. Brad and my mom had just stopped by to pick up a plate of cookies and for me to quickly review a paper with him for school. I run into our room, grab Kenna from the whirlpool, run her to my mom and go to see what's wrong. Eli is bleeding (it appeared fairly badly as Jason was covered) and had a towel over his head. By then, I was FREAKING OUT! To make a long story short since this post is already long, he fell out of our whirlpool and hit his head nicely on the place where the carpet meets the tile. So, we very quickly got everything together for our second trip to the ER, for the second child in less than 2 months (we just paid the bill for Kenna's visit and off we went for round 2). Thankfully, he did not have a concussion from his crash and only needed three stitches. It was torture, though, to watch him have to go through that. I HATE THE ER and would like not to need to go again thank you very much!
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The picture of both of them on the bench on the porch is so adorable. I love that Kenna is carrying a purse and has her toenails painted. So adorable.
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