Egg . . . Hunt?

Is it technically an egg hunt if you don't really have to hunt at all?

We go to the city egg hunt every year, and it's usually so packed that my kids only get maybe 5 or so eggs.  But this year it was held an an earlier time than normal on conference Saturday while a lot of people had soccer games AND it was Spring Break.  That all meant the "hunt" would be different this year.

My assignment was with Lacey while Dan was with Alice and the big kids were on their own.  

To say that they had an easier time than normal would be a gross understatement.

As a little extra blurb here, we celebrate Matty's real birthday that day as well.  A few more presents were given including Minecraft which he has been dying to get for a year now.  (It came with time restrictions from Mom and Dad.) Some of Dan's family came to watch conference with us so they helped us celebrate as well.  

Easter Saturday

The bunny comes to our house on Saturdays instead of Sunday (when he remembers) so we can use Sunday to focus on the spiritual side of Easter.

This year the silly bunny hid baskets in the basement playroom.

A Decade

Yep, it's been that long.

Ho . . . ly . . . cow.

We celebrated Matty's ten years with a little party, lots of Pokemon and legos, and some family.

(Lacey stuffed her shirt with paper)

 This is what it looks like when you're little sister chooses to wrap your present in Hello Kitty paper with a Christmas sticker on it and you pretend it's your favorite thing because you are THE BEST BIG BROTHER EVER! 

This kid.  I often tell people he was God's way of tricking us into having more because he's so awesome.  He's not perfect by any means, but he is soooo helpful, sweet, kind, loving, funny, giving, compassionate, and smart.  I'm blessed to be called his mother!

Matty's 4th Grade Program

Really?  He's in 4th grade?!  (Almost FIFTH now??)  I'm not sure if I'm more upset about HIM growing up . . . or ME growing up!  Seriously.

The classes put on a program about Utah's history full of singing and dancing . . . with GIRLS!

And thank you, telephoto lens, for making our horrible seats a little more bearable.

Egg Dying

The blog.

Oh, the blog.

How does one keep up???

It was so easy in the beginning with one child, one in my belly, and a tiny apartment to take care of.  Now with 4 kids, a house, a yard, homework, hobbies, kid activities, and a zillion other responsibilities, it's harder to make the time.  Knowing less and less people read blogs (why bother when Facebook is faster, right?) it's harder to keep going.  But I do it because I want my kids to have a record of our life.  Plus I have never been one to post everything to Facebook.  I feel people want the shortened version there, and I'd like to be more verbose at times! (Not to mention the benefit of that time I lost a year worth of pictures and all I have is whatever I posted to the blog that year!  That definitely makes blogging worth it!)