Easter. In July.

As I was browsing old camera cards, I stumbled upon Easter pictures. That's right EASTER. I know, I know, it's July. I guess that just goes to show how chaotic my life was this past Easter. You know with adjusting to a new baby and having to keep two other children alive, fed, and bathed (okay, so we missed a lot of baths that month too).

This Easter was extra special, because it was our first holiday as a family of FIVE. Well, besides St. Patrick's' Day. Who celebrates that anyway? Plus it wasn't like I was being served any delicious green beer in the Labor & Delivery Unit, so we'll stick with Easter as the first holiday. Party of five, bunny style.

(So maybe a great picture of all of us isn't gonna happen this year. Or maybe ever.)

A family tradition on Easter is fried chicken. I have absolutely no idea when or how it started, but it is what it is. This year was no different. Except for the mounds of sushi. It's a new tradition. But fear not - fried chicken was still there. (I mean seriously is that enough soy sauce or WHAT?)

Picture recap - better late then never right? Right.

As you can see we ate chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate. I thought Valentine's was going to be a holiday topper for Max with all the candy that comes with it. I somehow forgot or never realized that Easter has even more chocolate then Valentine's days.

AND PEEPS!

 

Those kids were some sweet, sticky messes after Easter. You better believe they got their baths that night. I *think*. Yeah, you're right, they probably didn't. But no one complained.

Mason did his best to find EVERY golden egg at EVERY egg hunt he participated in. He was so stoked. (Disclaimer: he was the oldest kid participating in this said egg hunt....but hey, he still found it!)

 

Mason got a beloved Slinky Dog - he was so excited that the crazy huge bunny he saw at the mall "read his dreams" and remembered this slinky dog.  A slinky dog and chocolate for breakfast. OH YES, YES,  AND CROCS. *insert happy dance* Forget Easter people, it was like Christmas over here.

As all holidays are with the munchkins, it was a busy day full of chaos and fun. Hopefully next Easter I'll remember to blog it sooner, unless of course, I'm busy cleaning sweet, sticky Peep fingers and snuggling chubby cheeks covered in melted chocolate that is. Priorities and all, you know?

Happy Easter. In JULY. (And now it's already August, whoops!)

easter bunny [2011].

So last year, I kind of promised myself I wouldn't attempt an Easter bunny picture. Not because the kids reacted badly - last year they were all smiles, giddy and sat patiently while I snapped a few good pictures. Max was only about 10 months old, so basically wherever he was sat he stayed. This year, well, to put it mildly NOT SO MUCH. 

I should have expected it after his Santa 2010 fiasco. Max is definitely not a fan of the holiday idols. I guess the idea of a giant bunny is a little frightening. Or maybe it's that whack ass smile all wiped across his face. What the hell could possibly be so funny, to a bunny??

Perhaps what is SO funny is this spectacle.

Exhibit A -My children sans "banchee"... I mean, Max.

Exhibit B- Mason and his death grip/choke hold on Max. I did ask him to hold his brother tight. Can you SEE the intensity in that kid's eyes? He took me very, very seriously.

Exhibit C - Max. Just all of it. His reaction to the bunny was pretty hysterical, but I especially love how he's looking AT the bunny, while screamign and reaching for, well anyone else who would take him probably. And that wild, mop of hair. Yeah, he's pretty awesome.

Exhibit D - Alexander slept through it all. I need an Easter bunny material blanket, because home slice is NOT sleeping like that in my house. It almost makes me want to hop in his lap, scoop up my baby and fall asleep snuggling his delicious little self.

But, really I am so glad we went. I'd rather have a picture like this - a real memory then them all fake smiling, sitting patiently. Because that's not how we roll these days, ever. And there I am laughing, but probably really frustrated just wanting Max to sit still for ONE. SECOND. OF THE DAY, really wanting to get a cute, nice picture to show off. But, as usual my plan failed. This is REAL. A real memory.  That is keeping me laughing daily.

The Bunny.

We ventured out to our local mall and visited the Bunny. Mason was big talk like "Yeah I want to see the bunny and sit on his lap and be his best fwiend". Then we got there and he saw the huge, bug-eyed bunny with the creepiest smile EVER and was like "Yeah I'm not sitting on his lap". After a little Build-a-Bear and ice cream bribery he did sit on his lap and he kind of even smiled while nervously looking at me behind the camera to rescue him and his precious brother from this evil, totally-over-doing-it-with-that-toothy-smile bunny. Seriously that bunny's smile was over the top; wipe that grin off your face rabbit and lay off the drugs because those eyes are a little drugged out. Are rabbits rodents? In their defense the bunny was a little creepy. You couldn't have paid me in stuffed animals to sit on his lap that's for sure.
As soon as we were done Mason got all toothy-smiled and droopy-eyed like the bunny. The next night he professed his love for "dat bunny at the mall" and told me HIS Easter bunny was bringing him a Wii and a ferret. Umm..I'm totally for high hopes, but you might want to lower those expectations baby. First of all it's Easter, your bunny is brining you band-aids, bubbles and a chocolate bunny. If you didn't hate the Bunny after meeting him, you surely will by Sunday when you wake up Wii and ferret-less.