Moving Day!

Who doesn't love moving day?! WooHoo! Party! Its especially fun when you have a lot of crap. Big, heavy, awkward... crap. That's what is really comes down to. When I start packing, I want to pack every last little scrap and screw in newspaper and bubble wrap and write "FRAGILE!!! AH!! BE SO GENTLE!!! " on every visible surface. But by the end of the day, I want to throw everything against the wall and throw it away, well I don't want to throw it anywhere. I don't want to touch anything and I don't care if I ever see it again. The day was sometime in the middle of April, and we were set to move everything to my dear Grandparents' house who had room in their basement. We rented this lovely monster...

I was quite surprised at how fast we filled it up. Then it was off to unload. The space my grandparents have is perfect and roomy, the hallway and door to get there is just a little narrow, and presented a little challenge.

I think at this point its a little stuck. Also at this point, I think my husband is having a great time and enjoying the whole experience.

Oh, on second thought, I think he wants to kill me for ever thinking we ever needed a single piece of furniture.

Thankfully we had lots of family there to help us out and make the move much less painful. Here we have my father-in-law, Bruce. Chantel was also there to help with my parents and Cass and Braiden. Thanks you guys!

"Now, babe, lets get a picture to document and remember this wonderful day!"

"No, seriously! A happy face!"

Okay... nevermind. Yikes. I don't think Randon likes moving.

Overdue Easter

I wasn't sure how Easter would work this year, if it all would still go over Easton's head. Well, he turned out to be an avid fan of the activities and quite a skilled Easter egg hunter. Our Easter bunny leaves candy on the floor in a trail to the Easter baskets. Easton was first in awe, then overjoyed. He is a big fan of candy and he wasn't losing any opportunity to grab all the jellybeans he could from the piles at his feet. Once he got the idea that you were supposed to go find the eggs, he was all over it. Once he realized there was more candy inside the eggs, he was a man on a mission. We ended up having a lovely Easter. Easton looked so handsome! (Notice the handful of jellybeans...I'm sure there are several in his mouth too.)

On the hunt...

The loot!

Hello Again.

Crikey. Once you get behind in blogging, it seems quite the daunting task to catch up. But I will try. In the meantime, let us all listen to the brilliance that is Paul McCartney and watch Easton get down with his groovy self. But not at the same time. Or maybe... if you live on the edge like that.

This was during our Cinco de Mayo fiesta. Cass turned on some lovely tunes and Easton turned on his boogie. I love his serious face... there is no messing around people. We gotsta dance.