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 . . .



The Fresh Beat Band

We {finally} finished celebrating G's 4th birthday at the end of March with a trip up to Baltimore to see The Fresh Beat Band in concert.  We didn't tell him where we were going, other than that we were going to meet our friends for dinner later.  Even when we walked in, we didn't say.  Just that it was a surprise. 

As soon as we walked through the doors and he could see the stage area, he recognized the words and knew!  Super cute.

We had a good time - although it was quite loud.  I got tickets up on the balcony again {like when we saw the Wiggles} and while our unobstructed view was awesome again, these seats were perpendicular to the stage . . . and directly in line with the huge speakers.  Did I mention that G doesn't like things loud?  Oh, yeah.  He doesn't.  I tried to put some tissue in his ears but after a few minutes he pulled them out and said he'd just use his fingers. 

Just above Hudson's head you can see the HUGE speakers.  Yeah. It was loud.

We all had a good time, despite the loudness and bad angle we were at as far as taking pictures were concerned.  And dinner that night with Greg & Sarah was phenomenal.  Nothin' like some real Maryland crab cakes!  Yum!

Firsts

This past Saturday we had several "firsts" happening around here.

We got up and moving Saturday morning to attend the "Back to Baseball" event put on by the HYOB League to kick off baseball season.  All the teams were announced and marched in to watch a short ceremony including presentation of the Color Guard, the throwing out of the first pitch, and singing of Take Me Out to the Ball Game. 

Unfortunately, Oma, Hudson, and I missed most of the ceremony {we left after they paraded in} to head to the pediatrician.  Hudson had been fussy and not himself for a week or so, but he'd had a cold, too, so it wasn't really a surprise.  Friday afternoon after Oma got here with the dogs, I ran a few errands {ALONE!!} and when I got home, Hudson was inconsolable.  He only wanted to be held, and cried.  He had no fever and the only poking/prodding that I could get a response from was when I touched behind his ear.  Of course, this was at about 6:00pm on a Friday.  Naturally. 

So, we considered Urgent Care, but after consulting Dr. Google, we tried a dose of Acetaminophen first.  Within an hour, we had our Hudson back!  We made it through the night with only one wake up for some pain killers, so after the kids paraded in, we headed out.  45 minutes later we walked out of the pediatrician's office with an official diagnosis of an ear infection and a prescription in hand for some good ole Amoxicillan.  She was in complete disbelief that not only was he almost 22 months old and this is his first antibiotic - EVER, but also that after almost 6 collective years of parenting, this was also our first ear infection.  Not too shabby.

We got the medicine filled and then headed home, shoved some food down their throats and put them both down for a quick nap.  And then it was off to G's FIRST t-ball game! {If this weekend is any indication, I think our days of lazy Saturday's are a thing of the past . . . especially once there are 3 of them with games.  Oy.}

Our first game was against the Red Wings.  And it was precious. 

It was certainly a crazy day, but a good one, too!