Easter Festivities

With 3 egg hunts, I decided to nix (most) of the easter candy and go with art supplies for the children's baskets.  This seemed like a good idea until they started using said art supplies.  Mitchell drew a blue mustache on his face, and Ali still thinks the watercolors are "lips" (lipstick, that is)

3 egg hunts with grandparents (and great grandparents) who love stuffing the eggs as full as they can possibly get (I'm looking at you, papa), I swear the sugar high was never going to end.

And then there was Mike, who, Saturday night at 9pm realized he didn't get *me* anything (this is weird, because we don't buy each other things for easter -ever- but because I bought him *one* reeses egg as a nice gesture (see….I can be nice sometimes), he felt like he had to do something.

My "Seriously I DON'T CARE! I promise!" didn't stop him, so as he was running out the door I said, "fine. just no candy. I'm on a diet!"

ahem.  this is what he brought home:

"You're on a diet?! Since when!? I thought you were joking!!"

"Did you not notice the majority of food currently in our fridge?? This doesn't happen during non-diet times"

But anyway, I gave it to the neighborhood. Literally all the neighborhood.

I had these grand plans to make Ali an Easter dress, and I a new skirt, and possibly ties for the boys.  I had the patterns, but no fabric, and I really hate sewing if I have to use a pattern (this, I realize, knocks out 99.9% of my capabilities).  So, by Tuesday, I realized that was *haha* not going to happen.  So I ran over to Target praying they'd have some kind of beautiful dress that would fit Ali. And target had exactly 1 dress.  And it was a size too big, but I bought it anyway, because it was seriously so beautiful.  And also it was last minute enough that they had a "buy one get one half off" all their kids Easter clothing, and I had a $5 coupon, so Mitchell got a shirt for 3 dollars.  Can't beat that.

Pants for Mitchell, on the other hand, are the hardest thing ever. He has the shortest, skinniest legs, but an average waist.  Pants are really difficult. I may have to learn how to alter clothing because it's getting ridiculous.

Also, am I the only one with children who pose like their engaged? I can't be.  Please tell me this is normal.

And last, I'm going to brag because I just finished these:

These little story stones are addicting to make.  And turning out so cute!

I mean right?! I know I'm biased but I <3 her.