An Egg-citing Easter Weekend!

Happy Easter everyone! What a busy weekend! It started Friday with decorating Easter eggs - sports themed eggs of course for my boys. Then Saturday morning we went with my sister, nephew, and parents to Portsmouth City Park for an Easter egg hunt sponsored by our church. It was less of a hunt and more of an Easter egg free-for-all. They got to play games and visit with the Easter bunny. There were over 3,000 people who turned out for this shin-dig. It was INSANE!! The boys loved it! As you can see, my boys were so very handsome Easter morning. After church, we went to Tammy's house for lunch. I made a cake that was supposed to look like an Easter basket, but I'm not so sure that's what it looked like. You be the judge. Alex read the Easter story to Caleb and Eli, who actually sat and listened. Then Caleb wanted to read it. This version was very different, due to the fact that Caleb cannot read. After the story, it was off to the backyard for yet another Easter egg hunt. I have plastic eggs everywhere in my house. Before we headed home, we stopped by the beach to enjoy the playground and just have some Weissinger family time. I am so glad that this week is spring break. It will take at least that long just to recuperate from this weekend!

Family Pics

We had pictures taken with my side of the family recently. Don't look for me in any of these, because I'm nowhere to be found. I had the WORST hair day ever, so I made sure not to include any pictures with the damaging evidence. :) Tip - never take pictures on a windy, rainy day. As usual, the boys were just adorable!

Daddy's ABC Jacket

Andy's parents uncovered a relic in their house - Andy's high school letterman's jacket. Caleb tried it on for size and said "Look! I'm wearing daddy's ABC jacket!" He heard it was called a LETTERman's jacket and saw the big C on it, so immediately thought it was a jacket celebrating the alphabet. What else would you think when you're 4?

A Tizzle-topped Tufted Mazurka (from Yerka)

I know, what a mouthful of a title! Thank Dr. Seuss for that one. I think it must be his birthday or something, because Alex's class has been studying Dr. Seuss for several weeks now. They're even eating green eggs and ham next week. I know it's just regular ham and eggs with food coloring, but - ick! Some things are just better left undone. :) Well, this is Alex's Dr. Seuss project. Each student picked a Dr. Seuss book and could pick anything they wanted to do for a project. It could be something as simple as drawing a picture. Alex's book was If I Ran the Zoo, and he chose to make this -- of course. Why draw a picture when you can make your very own Tizzle-topped Tufted Mazurka! Now Caleb wants one too. Anyway, this whole experience has made me discover something about myself. I am one of THOSE mothers. I had always promised myself I wouldn't be, but it turns out I am. You know the mothers I'm talking about - the ones that when their child's project comes due, doesn't let the child do it on his own level, but wants to do it herself so it will be done perfectly, even to the point of not letting the child help. My wonderful Alex would have none of it though. He constantly got onto me and made sure he was working on it. I kept having to bite my tongue. "No Alex," I would say, "just let me do it." AAARGGHHH! I can't believe I turned out to be one of THOSE mothers! When he was in Kindergarten, I would visit the school and see the elementary school projects that I knew were probably never even touched by little hands. It must be some sort of mom disease. :) So, all of you friends of mine whose children aren't in school yet - I know you think you'll never be one of THOSE mothers, but you just wait and see.

Puppy Love

This is Caleb's favorite thing to love in all the world - his stuffed doggy. His name is Doggy. No, Caleb is not very original when it comes to picking out names. He also has a big stuffed panda named Big Panda and a little stuffed panda named Little Panda. Anyway, he treats Doggy as if it were a human baby. It's so cute to see him take care of his "baby." Doggy gets carried around and goes for car rides everywhere we go, not to mention gets tucked in under Caleb's special blanket when it's time to sleep. No one in this world is allowed to use Caleb's special blanket other than Doggy. I came into the living room and started talking to Caleb when I got yelled at. "Quiet Mommy! Can't you see Doggy is resting? You're going to wake him up!" Yikes! What could I have possibly been thinking? :) Although I like the freedom to talk when I want, it's really sweet to watch Caleb and how he takes care of something he loves. It makes me feel like we just might be doing something right.