We ended up having Easter at our house this year and used our full parental full force to get the kids to sit down and take a picture with their grandparents. They don't know it yet but these are the pictures that will mean the world to them in 20 years. They'll mean a whole helluva lot more than a picture of them looking for Easter eggs at the zoo with the rest of the kids in Duluth (which, in case you've never been, SUCKED).
My girl in her Easter dress
Cam looking cute (I DID dress him up for Easter but he didn't end up looking that much different than normal). And he wouldn't stop long enough for me to take a picture. There are cars and motorcycles and other things to drive.
I did get my first fake smile out of him though and it make me sad that he's not a baby anymore. This is one of those pictures I would delete if it weren't for the fact that it makes me laugh out loud every time I look at it.
One of Sarah on the swing. The girl can even strike a pose on the swing. She shakes her cute little booty better than anyone I know.
And one of the boys. You would think the four year age difference would be hard for these two to overcome. You'd be wrong. They are best buds. Charlie is so great with Cam. He plays with him like he's a big boy and watches over him. It is The Cutest.
All in all, a good holiday. Even if I am still hiding and finding eggs EVERY.SINGLE.DAY and even if my house looks like the Easter Bunny threw up all over it. Also, I just hit preview on this post and realized the processing these pictures is terrible. I'm out of practice. And also, much too tired and lazy to redo them. This is the latest I've been up in WEEKS (it's 9:28PM).
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mommy days
The first words out of Renee's mouth almost every single morning are "Is it a Mommy Day today?" She's a homebody just like Ski and I. Her attitude gets more and more rotten the more weekends in a row we are traveling. She needs down-time. When I went down to 32 hours a week, Cameron was still an infant and most of those Fridays were just plain hard. I would wake up and beg Ski to stay home and help me and not a Friday went by that I didn't ask myself why on earth I was giving away hundreds of dollars a month to do this.
But in the last six months, it has shifted. I crave the time at home with my kids as much as they do. I look forward to what we're going to do and checking the weather on Thursday to make our plans for our Mommy Day is one of my favorite parts of the week. My job has been very uncertain lately and we've been looking around at alternatives, both in the area and elsewhere. And while it is really fricking tempting to pack up and move ... especially on a day when it has been SNOWING ALL DAY IN APRIL after SEVEN LONG MONTHS of winter ... I just am not sure I could ever voluntarily give up my Mommy Days.
Some days we run errands. Some days we clean the bathrooms (which they love to help with, by the way). Some days we go to the Aquarium or the museum. And some days we stay in our pajamas all day and eat frosting right out of the jar. We're lucky like that.
