The Hunt

It's been a cold spring. Cold enough that my kids have resigned to warming themselves by the heater vent in the bathroom, of all things. Thankfully, I have come out of my pregnancy slump and these floors/bathroom are relatively clean. The weeks leading up to Easter, the Chicago skies have given us nothing but rain, the really yucky, cold kind. Hence the cuddling up by our version of a fire. By some Easter miracle, the sun came out and we were able to have the long anticipated egg hunt in our backyard. What's better is Evan, who has been working some seriously depressing hours lately, was able to get off work early and join us.



The hunt was a success though I can't say the same for getting the kiddos to actually look at the camera. At the same time. Smiling. I'm exhausted thinking about it. Candy and chocolate was enjoyed by all, especially a certain pregnant mama, as was evidenced by the nurse who weighed me at my doctors appointment the next day. She wrote down my weight, noticed the sizable difference from the month before and said, "Looks like you had a good Easter." Why yes I did, thank you.

My parents came to visit for Easter and my mom and I have been busy making room for Baby Girl. This included buying some bunk beds and moving the boys into a room together.
The room is painted (thanks Evan!), the bunk beds are up and running and now I'm starting to wonder if these boys will ever actually fall asleep in their lovely new beds.