Getting Ready for the Bunny

We spent the afternoon dyeing Easter eggs. The kids had fun though it is awfully hard to wait for the eggs to dye before taking them out.

I learned several fun facts about the Easter Bunny that I never knew, courtesy of Greyson and thought you might enjoy to learn them too.

#1 The Easter Bunny is a girl.
#2 The Easter Bunny lives in North Carolina.
And the most interesting -
#3 On Easter morning we all have to fly to North Carolina and help the Easter Bunny find her hockey jersey because she can't find it.

Happy Easter to all.

Hide and Go Seek (sort of....)

This morning Quinn and I were talking about the imminent arrival of the Easter Bunny and discussing the fact that he was going to leave eggs around the house and outside for her and Greyson to find. Fascinated by this she decided that she wanted to be the Easter Bunny and hide some eggs. Great I thought - I could let her hide some eggs around the house while I did a couple of small chores and then have her find them - more time to get things done. I went down to the basement and got some old plastic Easter eggs and gave them to her. She ran all around the house laughing and reporting back to me every time she hid an egg and constantly announcing that she was the Easter Bunny. I had about 15 solid minutes of uninterrupted time to clean the breakfast dishes. I have to admit I was also a bit worried about where she had put them since I hadn't been watching her at all. When she completed hiding all the eggs she proudly came and announced that she was all done. "Come See!!" She said very proudly. Apparently my worries were a bit unfounded.....
Yes, after 15 minutes of running everywhere in the house she ended up hiding them all (color sorted no less) right in front of our door. The task of finding them went much quicker than anticipated!

A Rare Find

For a variety of reasons - Quinn and I's trips to the library don't usually yield a vast quantity of really good books. First of all the LaVergne Public Library's children's section is far from being one of the top in the state - or the city for that matter. It pretty much is the size of a large postage stamp. Secondly, I don't think the staff at the library has a firm grasp of the alphabet or more precisely the difficult notion of alphabetical order so trying to find particular books is not the easiest thing in the world. Couple this with a child who LOVES books and loves to take them off the shelves and our trips to the library are mad dashes in and out before complete destruction of what attempts to be a children's section occurs. So I was really surprised and delighted last week when we came home with a really good book: "Duck" by Randy Cecil. It is a cute little story of selflessness and love and it is now on my list to buy with my next shipment from Barnes and Noble. So next time y'all are in the library or are looking for a good book to buy try this one.

Hockey Players...

Greyson and Quinn woke up this morning and before breakfast decided that they wanted to play hockey. "We need our helmets!!" Greyson informed Quinn and so they rushed off to get them. These are what they came back with....



Yes my children have their underwear (thankfully clean) on their heads. I suppose I should be impressed with the creativity and ingenuity it took to think that these would be good helmets. Honestly, I would have thought of a hundred things to use before my underwear but hey that is just me. As to why my daughter needed the sunglasses too - well I can't answer that. All I know is that I am going to love showing these pictures to their high school boyfriends/girlfriends.

Hoodwinked

Raif and I have been very lucky to have had two really good sleepers/nappers. (They must have inherited my lazy gene). They have, for the most part, always gone down well, slept well and woken up happy. Quinn's usual routine is to eat lunch at 11, get to nap at 11:30 and will usually sleep either right up to 2 or I will have to wake her up to go get Greyson from school. And generally when she wakes up she happily announces to the world "Mommy I am awake now!!" So you can imagine my surprise and bit of dismay when at one o'clock yesterday she woke up crying.

I walked in and found her crying in her bed. I asked her what was wrong but she didn't answer she kept crying and calling my name. I again asked her what was wrong and she did the same thing. Finally I asked if she was OK. She informed me that she didn't feel good. I took her temperature and it was normal. I asked her if anything hurt. After complaining that her bottom hurt from the thermometer she informed me that she had a sore throat. Sweet I thought - a sick kid. I got her some Tylenol and she whimpered and sniffled all the way through the dispensing process complaining the whole time how much her throat hurt. As soon as the medicine was down her throat she jumped out of bed and informed me that she felt all better now and wanted to play. Hmmm, that was some fast acting Tylenol. I told her that if she was feeling better that she really needed to finish her nap. That was when the tears came back and she informed me once again that her throat hurt and she didn't feel good. She is one big giant FAKER!!

At this point it was no use to put her back in bed so she got to play an extra hour. If she is faking being sick at two what in the world is she going to be doing at 16????

The BIG Weekend

Greyson had a big weekend this past Saturday. The first event was his very first soccer game. We signed him up for this group called the Ripples. It is basically a little group of 12 under 4 kids who spend the first 50 minutes of the 'game' doing drills and such and then the last 10 minutes doing a scrimmage. It is pretty laid back and the groups are lead by some teenage soccer players from the league. We had been gearing him up for this all week. He was sooo excited to go play soccer. We got there and.....he HATED it. While all the other kids were kicking balls and running down the field my child was standing in the corner of the field sucking his thumb. Even when Raif and I tried to help him (ie we would run down the field with the other kids) he would just stand there and wanted NOTHING to do with the whole experience. On the flip side my lovely daughter stood on the sidelines screaming for an hour "Mommy I want to play soccer!!!" Oy vey what a morning. Thankfully we have 7 more of these left. Yipeee. Ironically Greyson was very upset when his soccer game was over. Go figure.
The other big event for the weekend was Greyson's first sleepover with his friend Yohannes. Considering how well soccer went I assumed that we would be picking Greyson up about 20 minutes after we dropped him off. Suprisingly, though that wasn't the case. He did fine with Raif leaving him and had a great time with Yohannes. They went to the zoo, watched Ms. Patricia put a lawn mower together and ate pizza and Greyson slept in his first sleeping bag.

Perhaps what we need is to put Yohannes on Greyson's soccer team......

One Tasty Sounding Treat...

In order to facilitate potty training we have been 'inducing' Quinn to poop in the potty by offering pink M&M's as a reward. After a slow start she seems to have gotten the idea and for the last several days has done very well and has been accident free all day. Up until today after she went potty she would say "Mommy, I pooped in the potty can I have my candy now?"

This morning however she must have decided that she needed to get to the point a little quicker. After our first bathroom trip of the day she told me "Mommy I want my poop candy."