Happy Easter, five days late. Whatever. This is the most posts I've had in one month for a while. Are you proud of me? I am. I almost didn't make it. But here I am.
We had a great Easter weekend. All of Tim's family were in town and we had a blast.
First, the Easter bunny made a visit to our house.
I can't remember why he is crying, but it is fake. So don't feel too sorry for him. But you can discuss how stinkin' cute he is.
All pretty for church.
All the grandkids and Grandma and Grandpa Blood! It was a crazy fun weekend, but so worth the chaos. Love you guys!
James would not do a solo pic or even look at the camera with a grumpy face. He missed out.
FOUR!! He's seriously the cutest four year old James around. On his birthday I took him to a bookstore and we got to eat a cupcake for breakfast. Yeah, I know. I'm the best mom around. Then he got to pick out a book and just because he is so stinkin' cute I let him get the giraffe he couldn't put down (but he calls it a zebra and named him Monster Truck). Then we went to pick out some new shoes and he requested Skechers and picked out a "very awesome" pair.
But first the kids wanted to play with the train table. Even though we have one at home. Jacob actually didn't really care about it.
He wanted to kiss all the Olivia dolls. Don't worry, he didn't have a runny nose this day.
James being cute and having fun at the train table. He had it all to himself. He didn't have to share with any other kids whose moms leave them there for me to babysit.
Later (on Thursday, the day after his birthday) we had a delicious cake to celebrate. Target makes fabulous cakes. I don't.
I bought sparkler candles and those buggers did not want to go out.
I love this one catching James laughing at the funny candles. So cute. And that dimple!!!! It kills me every time.
Today while I was making lunch for the boys, James said, "Since I'm the birthday boy I get to eat in the family room and watch the movie. Right, Mom?" His birthday was 4 days ago, but how can I argue with that dimple?!
James got a pool for his birthday. He's been asking for one for a while now. I told him one day back in January, "When it's hot outside we'll get a pool." Just so I could get a bit of peace. Sometime in March it started warming up and I forgot about my promise. On one especially hot day James said, "It sure is hot outside. Isn't it, Mom?" I replied, "It is hot." He looked at me and said, "Well, it's time to get a pool then." Oops, I had forgotten. Anyway, I got him to hold off long enough for his birthday.