We have a vandal

Luke and his little buddy Myles thought they would paint the town pink! Literally. Luke came into the house covered in pink chalk, and said they made it beautiful outside. So I went out to check out their masterpiece. I just about died when he showed me the graffiti all over the doors and brick. He quickly learned that chalk only goes on the sidewalk. Now he just earned himself some community service. He is lucky I didn't make him wear an orange jumpsuit.

Mothers Day

This year for Mothers Day I struck gold. All week leading up to the big day, I kept receiving gifts. Blake would bring me home something almost everyday. A potted plant, coupons for hugs, kisses, and chores, a notebook and flower pen. Plus, really cute love notes.

Then on Saturday Chad took the boys to the store to pick me out something. I love what I ended up with. Blake got me Reeses Peanut Butter cups---his favorite treat. Luke got me Twizzlers---his favorite treat. Chad picked out an ipod shuffle for me from all of them. Thanks guys I love it all!

On Sunday Luke made me all sorts of gems. I got a cute paper flower bouquet, lotion, chocolates,and this little fact sheet about me. I was laughing so hard with his answers.

Easter

This year for Easter was my single-mom week. Chad was in St. Louis for work, so I was not on my game. I didn't do any of the things I normally do. No dying eggs, No new Easter outfits, No egg hunts. (I think I have started a new tradition) Thank goodness for Grandparents!! They were on their game, and went above and beyond for the kids for Easter. Thanks for picking up my slack. The boys had so much fun.

Austin loved shaking the eggs.

Luke obeyed the "just look" rule until he noticed Blake was having chocolate for breakfast. Then he quickly joined in.

Easter morning the boys were able to "look and not touch". There was no way I was going to take 3 boys all hyped up on sugar to church all by myself. Blake saw the Reese's Peanut Butter Egg and went to his happy place...the one where you can't hear mom talking anymore.

What is it about having to wear the basket on your head? Every year we have photos like this. Next year I am getting my kids Easter Bonnets. I think that is what they really want.

Grandma splurged and got the grandkids new Easter baskets. My boys loved that their names was written on it.

Uncle Casey putting the eggs just out of reach. It's more entertaining for us "adults" this way.

Austin cruising around

The little egg hunters.