WHAT WE DID OVER THE WEEKEND...

We had a book sale on Saturday morning! Jammies and all...

Mikey climbed trees...

should I jump? should I, should I ?

I'm gonna jump...

This was BEFORE he broke off the branch...and fell...and declared, "oohhh that felt good!!"

AND...HURRAY for Matt! He learned how to ride his bike...and now he doesn't want to stop!!

Oh yeah...and Matt fell out of his bed. The bean bag looks most comfortable. He doesn't even remember this.

Good Night all!!!

HURT IN A CAR...

I never pay attention to commercials, but some are definitely catchy. Mikey thinks so too. He was watching TV last week and told my mom, "Gramma Rosie if you ever get hurt in a car, call William Mattar." He also asked Brandon if he called William Mattar because of the accident he had last week and told him he should!

THE GUILT MUST'VE BEEN KILLING HIM...

OK, so my dad says the kids are going to be brainwashed...but I say a little fear never hurt anyone. Here's my story:
I had the kids at the park today, and just like when I was little, they wanted to play on the bleachers, jump off the bleachers, and use their light sabers on the bleachers. I happened to catch them at the very top, "fighting" with the light sabers. I asked nicely for them to get down ( I was at the top of the hill with my dad) and they both walked over and up the hill and one of them says:
"We're mean at you and we want to get rid of you" while the other one says:
"I don't know why you always worry about everything."

I'll let you decide who said what.

So then, away they walk and SIT on the bleachers (surprisingly, they were not fighting with them). They were sitting so nicely and my dad and I could tell they were in deep conversation, but they were too far away, and we couldn't hear a thing. I even said to my dad that I wish I knew what they were talking about. When I said it was time to go, they came, unwillingly. Fast forward to the car ride home when they asked for something (cannot remember what!), and I just said:
"I don't think so. You just said how mean I was and my feelings are really hurt."

And then, I can only see Matt's BIG brown eyes staring at me through the rearview mirror and he nervously says:
"You heard us talking bad about you?"
"Yes"
"oh"
Finally, Mikey breaks the semi-silence and says,
" Mom, we're sorry for saying bad things, we're not mean at you anymore."

Well they should've thought about that before they opened their mouths...they didn't know that this mom has supersonic hearing. Wait til they find out that I have eyes in the back of my head too!

HAPPY EASTER

making dessert for Easter dinner. I can't figure out how to flip the picture. sorry. you'll have to turn your head!

I had plenty of help...(notice the Star Wars glove)

The finished product....a double layer butter cake with strawberries and cool whip. and don't forget the chocolate sprinkles. We didn't have any mini chocolate chips, so we had to substitute. whatever works! I did catch Mikey taking bites of strawberries and trying to put them back ONTO the cake.


Coloring eggs...fun, fun, fun!

Grandpa Jim and Gramma Ginny came over for a visit...and brought some really cool stuff ( & candy, too!)

Looking for Easter baskets...

still looking...

That Easter bunny has some good hiding places...where could the baskets be?

FINALLY...

Lots of cool stuff from the Easter bunny...

and the best part....blue PEEPS for breakfast...

Artists at work...Easter bunny brought 16x20 canvases and paint. matt painted erupting volcanoes, trees, and a smoky sky. mikey painted the sand, the ocean, and a sunny sky! This kept the boys VERY quiet while I was doing some last minute things this morning!

Hope everyone had a nice day...gotta get two TIRED boys ready for bed now. They are starting to crash....

PRAYERS

So, yeah, I am "homeschooling" Matt for religion this year...all because they were over-crowded, not enough teachers, and all that other nonsense...We have been working on our prayers, you know, for the First Penance (telling the priest all your horrible sins, such as, "I hit my brother, I talked back to my mom, I left my clothes on the floor....whatever...." I mean really, how bad can a 6 (almost 7) year old be? Especially when he belongs to me? In case you haven't noticed, I'm not a big fan of confession. I used used to pretend I was sick so I didn't have to go to school that day. I haven't been there since I was in elementary school (maybe high school???)...but I digress. Back to the story...tonight Matt was saying his prayers (still learning them) and announces:
"Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name,
thy kingdom come, thy kingdom....stays"

Guess we better keep praying...

YES, HE DID ALL OF THIS HIMSELF...ON DELAWARE AVENUE...GLAD HE DIDN'T GET ARRESTED!

and could you believe that he could NOT stop laughing?????

PROPERTY...PRIVACY...WHATEVER!!!

I had to go to the chiropractor today, so Matt came along because he and I had to go shopping for a birthday present and then we went to dinner at Ted's (his choice!). Of course, he had to go to the bathroom at the doctor's office (it never fails)...so when he didn't come back quickly, I went to check on him. I knocked lightly and opened the door. He looked at me and said, "uh, could I have some property please?" I just started cracking up and asked if he meant privacy...He did, obviously, but I didn't want to embarrass him too much. We were both laughing..and I had to walk away ASAP because of the SMELL....wow, does he ever take after his father!! Glad no one else was there to enjoy the aroma...