That boy will melt your heart

Daddy has been traveling most of this week. He hasn't traveled much at all since the Littlest Man was born and since he's been looking for a job, he's home to help me most of the time. This week has been a real test to show me what the reality of 3 is really like. Let me tell you- it's been really exhausting!

We ventured out this morning in the middle of a crazy cold and windy snow storm to the Easter Celebration at church. I wasn't too excited about doing it on my own (especially in the snow), but it's a special time every year and we couldn't miss it for such a lame excuse. It was a great time and though a bit sketchy at times for me (trying to keep it all together!) we had a good time. We ended the morning writing something we are thankful for. When I read what Biggest Brother wrote I choked up a bit.

There are so many times I question how I am doing as the boys' mom. But, so often, God reminds me in the simplest of ways that His hand is in our home and He's making up for what I am lacking. And I am so grateful.

Easter Recap

Easter was pretty low key around here this year. We dyed eggs- but this year I found the "boy-est" egg kit I could find. It was motorcycles and tattoos. Little Brother enjoyed putting on stickers while Big Brother was so intrigued by the shrink wrappers. They both enjoyed writing secret messages with white crayons before dying the eggs and having the message appear on the egg! We woke up to the traditional Easter Basket and egg hunt. There was more "boy" stuff going on there- water guns, tennis rackets and baseballs were the highlights. Not to mention the breakfast of chocolate bunnies and jelly beans.

Then, we headed to the Easter service for our church. It meets outdoors each Easter and this (which I am ashamed to admit) was the first time the boys have been to an Easter service with our church. In many of the past years we've had snow or rain, so we never braved the outdoor service. This year weather was amazing and the boys are older and easier. I was so glad we went. There's something amazing about being outside celebrating the resurrection of Christ on Easter Morning. 

Then, we headed to brunch and back home for some yard work! Around dinner time, our fire alarms started blaring. Kevin ran to the store to get batteries. We replaced them all only to have the alarms ring every 5 minutes. We're not just talking one at a time- all of them together- without being silenced for a few minutes. We'd get a little breather and wham they'd start again. We tried pulling some out and without fail they'd go off again. Finally, I called the fire department for advice. The lady said she would send the engine out. I told her we just wanted advice not the engine. However, about 10 minutes later the fire engine comes barreling through the neighborhood, lights flashing and parks out front. Neighbors were all coming out, concerned and wondering what was happening. While Kevin dealt with the firemen, I went out and took a photo of the neighborhood kids in front of the truck. They finally figured out which alarms were faulty and were on their way. Although a bit over the top, it sure added to the excitement on our street this Easter!