Priorities.
It was only 9:40am but everyone was already bouncing off the
walls more than usual since the “Sugar-Nazi,” ME, had allowed breakfast to come
from the Easter basket. It was tasty, but there were consequences…
Church was awesome and we were off to Nana’s house! Lunch, chocolate, dinner, chocolate, more Easter baskets, chocolate, jelly beans, and more chocolate.
How is it possible that my children received more candy for
Easter than for Halloween? Oh well. At this rate it will last until October
when it gets restocked! And Easter is way better than Halloween so I guess it works.
I don’t know if any of you do this, but whenever we are at
my mom’s house, we kinda stop watching our children. Well, that’s not entirely
true, unless you ask my brother, but we do stop watching them with both eyes since there are lots more adults
around. Tim falls asleep on mom’s couch (every time) and I try to squeeze in as
many adult conversations as possible before we have to leave and once again be
the only 2 adults responsible for our 3 preschoolers. Being outnumbered is so
unfair.
After a second dinner (in the car) of more chocolate we got everyone home and in bed and then finished off the night reading Christmas updates. I know.
What can I say? Finally got around to catching up on everyone’s 2012, better
late than never. Reading Christmas cards at Easter seems a perfect way to give
you a tiny glimpse into life with twins. Never boring and never seasonally
appropriate.
Happy Easter everyone, He is RISEN!!!
Disclaimer: In case you think I threw my husband under the bus by telling the world he swore on Easter Sunday (gasp!), for every “incident” like that he has, I probably have 10. So there you go.
