The never ending weekend that finally ended.
Saturday I dragged the kids to my cousin’s (second) wedding. He opted to divorce the wicked witch of all four directions and he married the girl he took to Prom back in high school. That seems to happen a lot...
The ceremony...before it even began I had an argument with my grandma who wanted me to sit in the front row with her. I said I needed to be by the door in case it became necessary to make a quick escape with one or both children. Oh, they’ll be fine, she insisted. No. I promise.They won’t. So I sat by the door and 30 seconds into the ceremony I found myself standing by the door trying to control a wiggly 18 month old who really would have liked to walk up the aisle with the cute little girls throwing petals. When the flower girls were done, Nick stood up on his seat and clapped. Then the bride headed down the aisle and Nick started to yell and cry when everyone stood up because he couldn’t see. So. We went outside. And stood in the wind and watched Nick roll down the hill in his dress clothes. Then fortunately, my brother and Lisa showed up and they are always so much help with the kids. They stole them from me and I could actually sit and eat my cupcake in peace.
After the wedding we went to my favorite Mexican food restaurant in the world, Efrain’s, and I had a chicken supreme enchilada. With a side of sour cream. Yum.
That night, we colored eggs and then Nick would not go to sleep. It’s 11:00pm and I can barely keep my eyes open and Nick is still bouncing in his bed. So, Darrin goes in to his room to keep him occupied and I sneak down stairs to hide Easter eggs in the dark. Trickier than you would think.
Easter morning...Nick and Delaney found all the eggs and their Easter baskets (Delaney’s had a baby and Nick’s had Transformers, his new obsession) then we had to hurry to the farm, where my in-laws hid another 135 plastic eggs, full of candy and money. Nick, being the oldest one there, raced ahead hurrying to get all of them, so we had to divide the baskets so it was a bit more fair... we had hot dogs and hamburgers at their house then headed to my parent’s house for Easter dinner. I raced home to make deviled eggs, and Nick had a fit when he discovered that I intended on using his eggs, so I had to boil some more. Meanwhile, Delaney kept crawling up on the table to eat candy and Nick hide a stash under the table in the living room, so I had to find a better hiding place. I just stuck it with the leftover candy from last Easter (honestly-I still have several chocolate rabbits older than Delaney), Halloween and Christmas...I suppose I could just throw it away, but I have a problem throwing away candy. What if I need it?? What if the power goes out and I can’t use to stove and all the canned food is gone? We’d have to survive on the chocolate rabbits (protein) and skittles ( for the fruit).
It was a long, exhausting weekend for the kids and they both fell asleep early last night. Which meant I also was able to...
I have my ultra sound in a few hours...Darrin is convinced it’s a boy and my mom thinks it’s a girl. I still don’t have any feeling either way. So much for "mother’s intuition". I’m anxious to find out. Let’s hope the baby cooperates!
Easter pictures to follow...