Easter Egg Hunts

Totally playing catch-up here.  I'll eventually go and put this where it belongs . . . a few weeks ago. :)

On Good Friday we went to an Easter Egg Hunt with our Mom's group.  I know the boys didn't have a clue as to what to expect, but they jumped right in.  And quickly learned that the opening of the eggs was the most fun part of the whole experience!!

A perfect example of how H isn't as tiny as we always think he is . . . Sophia is almost a year older than he is!

"Step away from the eggs and no one will get hurt!" 
ha!!

We had a great time hunting for eggs and visiting with our friends before heading home, coming down off our sugar highs, changing Hudson's clothes {since he is the only child I know who can eat 7 M&Ms and end up with chocolate all over him}, and going down for naps before heading south to Oma's for the Easter weekend . . .



Phone Dump Friday

It's that time again! And a good thing...my phone was getting full!!

We have had a lot of daffodils in our yard!



But there are 2 BIG boys in my house who like to bring them to Mommy!  {Seriously.  He looks 4.}

How I found him one day after nap.  Shirtless.  The stick didn't come into play until G went in with me to wake him up . . . and brought him a stick. Of course.

77 cents and 2 pirates = what I found in G's bed one day at nap time.

Sweet Duke fans! {Thanks again, Auntie Kara!}

 We've {obviously} really been into wearing hats recently.

So much love!!

And, to wrap it up, a few {perfect} examples of how this 2nd child just might do me in. And I'm not exaggerating.

We were outside playing and getting ready to eat dinner.  H was playing in the yard and Rich and I both repeatedly called him.  He'd always "answer" us . . . and us being the parents of the year that we are, didn't realize he was saying "stuck" {uck!} and/or "help".  Whoops. {but seriously, kid.  Keep your feet on the ground!}

I went in to get him the other morning.  As I turned off his sound machine and opened his curtain, he said "poop" several times.  After I could see him - face in the mattress and bottom in the air - I could see the problem wasn't poop {and yes, I double checked before I left the room to get the phone/camera}.  By the time I came back he was standing up.  And this is the face I got when I asked him what he'd done.  Oy.

And then on Thursday, we went to the park.  A very cool park with a ton of space to play, things to climb on, and mulch to throw.  Apparently the following was much more fun . . .

I've said it before, but it bears repeating . . . prayers are appreciated.

{One Word} Wednesday

Love.



Play Ball!

We signed G up for his first organized sport this spring . . . t-ball.  His first practice was last night and he loved it!  He did so well, too!  Not that we had any doubts physically, but he doesn't always jump right into new situations so gracefully.  Tonight, though, he ran onto the field and never looked back!

Even after laughing with Mom that I'd be the dorky parent with the camera out at the first practice, I walked off and forgot it.  Thanks to the trusty cell phone, at least I have some documentation of the organized chaos which ensued.  They really did quite well, but with 10 4 & 5 year olds, chaos was inevitable.

They practiced catching ground balls in their gloves . . .

. . . and throwing the ball to home plate.

What the "line" looked like 3 seconds later.

Not sure what G's doing to his buddy, Kaden, in this one, but that grin can only mean mischief!

H gave Daddy some hugs {and a run for his money, which is why he was being restrained - against his will - 6+ feet in the air}.

They practiced swinging, tossing the bat, and . . .



. . . running to first.

And they ended practice with everyone running the bases. 

 Needless to say, G was asleep in about 4 minutes last night.  I wonder if we can practice every day??

Oh, and a funny story.  Out of the 10 kids on our team {we're the Lookouts, by the way} there are 2 Garretts!  Well, last night I was talking to the mom of the other Garrett who also had a toddler, and we were both laughing about how we chose the name Garrett in part because it wasn't overly common.  And yet, 20% of our little team is Garrett.  Odd enough.  Well, while we were talking, I asked how old her toddler {a boy} was and she said 21 months.  The following is a recap of the conversation:
{ME} "Oh, so is ours!  So he's a June baby?"

"Yes, June 18."

{Me} "NO WAY!!"

So, yeah.  Not only do we both have a Garrett, we both have a little boy born on June 18, 2010.  Now, had Parker's name been Hudson, that would've been too much!

2 Little Fishies

The boys have always loved the water, and last summer Garrett proved he was quite the fearless fan.  Not surprisingly, his brother has joined the ranks.

Last weekend we were up in Pennsylvania visiting and decided to go spend the night in a hotel.  A hotel with a really cool pool.  We'd stayed there several years ago on a skiing trip and it was great.  But it's greatness took on a whole new meaning in the eyes of our guys.

Here are a few videos I took with my phone.  And I will apologize in advance for the impending crick in your neck.  YouTube and I are obviously not friends.  It's taken me 3 days to get these off my phone and onto YouTube . . . and where I can find them again.  Which, apparently, is why non-techy people {who are married to non-techy, 40 year old people - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABE!} should not try to do techy things. 

EDITED: YouTube apparently decided it should {rightfully} be scared of me and my displeasure with him her it and decided to load the videos correctly.  A Lenten miracle for certain.  Yay!