Christmas with Just the 6 of Us – Christmas Part 2

We spent Christmas Eve and Christmas morning at home. Just the 6 of us. Side note: It’s still crazy that there are 6 of us! Ha! Remember me? The one who wasn’t going to have a bunch of kids? Yep. I’m part of “just the 6 of us” now. And I love it. Kids make Christmas magical. So the more the merrier. (Just this once though). But seriously, Christmas has a completely different meaning as a parent. And I honestly think it’s even better to be a parent on Christmas than it was to be a kid on Christmas.

We spent the few days leading up to Christmas in Memphis with my family.  You can read about it/check out our pictures here if you missed it: Christmas Part 1. We came home Christmas Eve so we could celebrate Christmas Eve and Christmas morning at home. We’ll do this most years. Because it’s the best.

Christmas Eve we put out cookies for Santa and carrots for the reindeer. Ok just Rudolph. And James initially wanted to leave out snowman cookies, milk, and coffee. Because “Santa needs it.” True James. Santa definitely needs coffee! Santa also got Oreos. Because check out that Santa cookies and milk mug in the middle. It’s made for Oreos! Brian found it knew we needed it. Because Oreos are the best thing ever. And a triplet mom staple (especially during the pregnancy and first year).


And of course we took another Christmas jammies Christmas tree picture! 2/3 looking and probably yelling. 1 looking away completely uninterested. #reallifeIMG_5002

After the boys went to bed it was wine time. Of course I had new Christmas wine glasses (Actually plastic. Can’t break! Thanks Target! Only the best, classiest for us.)


Then SANTA CAME! I caught him on camera. Ha! (I may have had way too much fun with this.) Capture the Magic moms! Write it down for next year! My kids LOVED it!


And then Christmas morning. My favorite morning of the entire year. (Ok the only morning I actually don’t hate of the entire year! Ha!)

And my favorite picture from Christmas morning:


Big kids love Christmas too. This look though. This is what it’s all about.

Also, in case you’re wondering: It was shoes. She got at least 3 new pairs of shoes. And LOVED every single one. This girl is my child for sure.

Oh and Brian got a special gift too. Actually special wrapping. You see, I’ll confess, I’m somewhat of a hoarder. And I keep things like receipts. Brian can’t stand it. He always asks why I need them. So . . .  I saved them just for him. Ha!


After presents we made muffins. That was not the plan though. Addison requested cinnamon rolls. You know the ones. The ones that you have to press the seam to open them and it’s super terrifying. Well our refrigerator decided to die on Christmas Eve. So no cinnamon rolls. But we had most of the ingredients for French Toast Breakfast Muffins and I substituted the rest.  Recipe here: Velvet Lava French Toast Breakfast Muffins. Seriously everyone should make these. Super easy. And amazing. You have to eat them right away. And I prefer mini muffins for these.

James helped.


We spent the rest of Christmas morning opening everything. Every. Single. Thing. We played games, worked puzzles, played cars, colored, the boys rode their new scooters around the house. Super fun morning just hanging around the house.


Sorry for the slightly risque pics. They were wearing undies I promise. The robes may look a little Hugh Hefner-ish but they love them. That’s all the matters right? Ha! And we all know James prefers to be naked. So undies is a major improvement. Especially when sitting on the furniture.

Christmas Part 3 is coming up soon!

James Day!

James was soooo excited for James Day! He was last to come home, and therefore last to get his day. But he knew what to do. His day was technically September 26, a Tuesday this year. So we celebrated the following Saturday. So Friday night, I told him “James tomorrow is your day!” And he was beyond excited. He immediately said he wanted Cracker Barrel and a new puppy (Paw Patrol, from Cracker Barrel). So that’s what we did. Cracker Barrel. And the zoo. James also requested to go to Nana’s house. But that was a little far. So we settled for the zoo.

James is pretty needy. At Cracker Barrel, he refused to let me open his biscuit, but he definitely still wanted jelly. So I had to put jelly on the side before each bite. #rotten


He got a new Paw Patrol puppy too but I didn’t get a picture. Oops. (Also, for the record, my kids have never actually seen Paw Patrol but they love it still).

The zoo was sooo fun! Brian took a day to rest so I took the kids by myself. With Addison. She was a huge help. I thought MLJ would last 2 hours max, but they last 4 hours! And they walked the whole time. I even convinced them to carry their backpacks so I didn’t have to carry their things. It worked out well until the end, when I ended up carrying 3 backpacks. Oh well, I’m calling it a huge success.

Here’s some zoo pics!


We got snowcones too. They were huge, but they boys loved them! Logan kept trying to trade though.

And my favorite zoo pic – the result when I asked them to smile for 1 nice picture. This is better though.


The zoo wore Logan out! He passed out before I even got into the driver seat.


And I decided we needed ice cream on the way home too. James requested a Frosty. Because “they’re one of Nina’s favorites.” Ha! I didn’t even know that. But now I do!


So about James . . . James is very smart, very stubborn, very talkative, and the most difficult of my 3. By far. I can usually talk some sense into him. He actually does have the ability to reason. But it takes a lot sometimes.

James thinks he’s in charge. (But he’s not.) He always wants to pick. But he does understand that Mason and Logan get turns to pick too. And he’ll let them pick. Sometimes he provides suggestions though.

James loves essential oils. He always asks to be in charge of the nighttime oil (Tranquil Roll-On). And if I forget he remembers. Ha! And he asks for oils for his owies. He totally gets me.

James throws epic tantrums. This morning’s tantrum was over pants. Yep. Pants. Epic meltdown because I made him wear pants. You know, because it was chilly outside (ok not really but I thought it was supposed to be cool).

James claims he likes soccer. I’m not so sure.

James "loving soccer"

James hates clothes. I’m not sure why. Maybe we ruined him with naked potty training. He’s fully potty trained. But now he hates clothes. He seriously takes his clothes off the minute he walks in the house. Sometimes before he even makes it upstairs.


And he hangs out naked as much as possible.


James loves school. And Ms. June and Ms. Sarah. He apparently really works hard and doesn’t throw tantrums at school. He even made it on the school’s Facebook page. Just doing big boy lessons. Like a boss.


James has recently become very brave. He does all the scary things on the playground. Like climb monkey bars taller than me. And climb rocks also taller than me where he could fall and DIE! (jk he wouldn’t actually die. Probably. But that’s what this mommy feels when he’s up there being so brave!)


James’s also loves food. His favorite – cereal. And he’s renamed all cereals. Sponge Bob Cereal = Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Crapton Crunch = Cap’n Crunch. Daddy’s Cereal = anything Brian buys for himself. His fave is Sponge Bob Cereal. James also loves play food. Like he hoards it and carries it around the house.

Ok now some of my favorite James pics from the last few months 🙂


And of course, we can’t forget where this guy started. 151 days in NICU. Last to come home. Super ornery from the beginning. But so so sweet. And a big mama’s boy.

Potty Training Triplets

Potty training triplets is probably one of the worst parts of having triplets. Trust me. Potty training sucks. For one kid. Potty training times three is definitely not for the weak. But I have good news! It can be done! I’ve learned a few things so I figured I’ll share. Because of course I love to share. Disclaimer though: we’re not perfect. And there’s no right or wrong way. Even though we were pretty successful, we’re not completely potty trained. I think it’s safe to say James is fully potty trained. But Lolo still poops in his pants. Pretty much every day. Mason JUST figured out pooping like last week. And they all still have accidents. So it’s still a work in progress.

We tried several approaches before we found one that ultimately worked for all 3. We tried casually introducing the potty first. Huge failure. They hated it. They started using potties at school last fall. And by “using potties” I mean they had them in the classroom and sometimes they looked at them.

About 6 months after we introduced potties at home and school, Mason caught on at school so we started sending him to school in undies. Everyone said “oh once one gets it the other two will imitate and catch right on.” Well guess what? Everyone lied. Or they don’t have triplets so they should offer opinions on these types of matters. Needless to say, Mason has been wearing undies for several months. No one wanted to be like Mason though so we had to do something else. 

Next we tried the “just send them to school in undies and they’ll hate being wet” method. Guess what? Didn’t work. Logan gave zero f**ks (edited for the old people ya know) about being wet. This method resulted in me cleaning out like 9 sets of shorts and undies each night.  Shoot me now. Seriously I threw away so many undies.

So what ultimately worked? I know you’re dying to know. If you’re still reading. NAKED POTTY TRAINING. Seriously. Naked potty training is THE. WAY. TO. GO. Trust me. Just do it.

So you’re probably wondering what naked potty training entails. Well, it’s pretty simple. The kids stay naked and you watch for tells and direct them to the potty when you notice they need to go. We picked up on the tells pretty quickly. You’re supposed to carry them to the potty even mid stream if you catch them in the act. This leads to some trails of pee but it does work. The thinking behind naked potty training is that kids can feel that they need to go when they aren’t wearing clothes. My kids are much less likely to pee on the floor while naked than if they’re wearing undies.

Technically most naked potty training programs (like the Oh Crap method) entail a 3 day boot camp. And you don’t introduce undies for a while. We didn’t have 3 days. And I’m pretty sure free ballin isn’t daycare approved. So … we did 2 days of naked potty training.


James caught on at the end of Day 1. No accidents Day 2. (And for the record I didn’t allow him to wear rain boots until he stopped peeing everywhere). Day 3 was Monday and he had no accidents at school. Y’all this is a kid who had pottied like 2 times ever. And I’m sure each time was an accident. Oh and James discovered that he can pee standing up. So that’s fun. He’s learned to aim though so that’s super helpful. Any by aim I mean he at least attempts to get it all in the potty. So I guess that’s better than lots of guys. 

He tried this method too. Luckily he quickly abandoned this method. IMG_8150

Logan peed in the potty at the end of Day 2 one time. But 2 days later he stayed dry all day at school. And Mason was already somewhat potty trained when we did the naked weekend.

We ended up doing a second naked weekend about a month after the first one because we had some regression. And by “we” I mean Brian. I was out of town. NOT potty training my kids. Get yourself a Brian when potty training time comes. You can’t have mine though. He’s mine. After the second weekend of naked time we’re almost completely trained.

One downside to naked potty training – James discovered that he likes being naked. In the afternoons when we get home, he tells me “I wanna be naked” and takes all of his clothes off.  Chances are, if you come to my house, at least one of my kids will be naked. Also, they’ve rubbed their little balls and penises on everything. So if that bothers you maybe don’t come over. Ha! Some day I’ll have a clean house without boy parts out on display.

Some tips/life lessons/fun facts on potty training:

  1. Just. Go. Naked. 
  2. You cannot have too many potties. And you definitely shouldn’t require that all potty-ing must occur in the bathroom. My kids will seek out their potty of choice. And it’s never the same one.
  3. Bribery works. My kids got 2 skittles, 2 jelly beans, 2 m&ms, whatever for going potty. They can pick their own candy from the “purple bowl” for poop. James sometimes picks raisins. I haven’t told him those aren’t candy. They’ve recently discovered the Lindor truffles in the purple bowl. So I expect that those will be gone soon.
  4. Don’t let your kid/kids have your phone during potty time. They’ll never get up. And definitely don’t let them watch egg videos on YouTube. If you’ve never seen these egg videos consider yourself lucky. In case you’re wondering, it’s an adult opening Easter eggs to find toys inside. Sometimes the eggs are covered in play doh. It’s as horrible as it sounds. 
  5. Take your potty with you when you leave the house. My kids refused to sit on public toilets for a while. So that’s fun. But they will sit on a potty in the van like it’s totally normal.
  6. And speaking of public toilets . . . they don’t catch boy pee so you have to teach them to point it down. Mason is a pro. The other 2 not so much. James sometimes expects us to hold him hovering over the big toilet so he doesn’t have to sit down.
  7. Cleaning: I rinse out undies with hand soap. Soak in a sink with thieves household cleaner if I’m not washing kids laundry that day. And clean floors with thieves household cleaner too. Hardwoods and carpets. Seriously thieves cleaner is amazing. I mean it. Same cleaner on all surfaces. Safe for my kids. Gets all the things clean and non stinky. 
  8. Poop undies from school go in the trash. Again. Trust me. It’s not worth it. Buy more. 
  9. Boxer briefs on little boys are the cutest thing ever. I got mine at and I love them. Kinda expensive so I’m waiting until they get a little more consistent on the pooping in the potty because I don’t want to throw those away.
  10. Little boys don’t know that they have to aim when standing up. I haven’t figured out how to fix this. Do I teach them to hold their little penis and point it? That seems pretty impossible. There must be a way. Regardless, aiming is clearly not something boys just do (Yeah we all knew that).
  11. If you have stool in your bathroom, little boys will stand on it to pee in the big potty. Standing up of course. And see above. They won’t aim.
  12. Bring paper towels or something to clean up pee when you go out in public. Or your kid will pee in the middle of Sam’s on a Sunday and you’ll have to guard the pee on the floor while also getting paper towels, all while attempting to remain incognito.
  13. Just laugh at the pee everywhere. You have no choice anyway. The other option is to take it personally and get upset. And no one wants that.

Oh and huge bonus. Little boys in undies are adorable. 

So the moral of this story is . . . potty training can be done. It’s a shit show. Literally and figuratively. But it can be done. Don’t forget the wine or whatever you drink. You’ll need it. And my pediatrician told me “every kid ends up potty trained so don’t stress about it.”

Lolo Day 2017

Today was Lolo day! A day all about Lolo. In case you don’t remember from the last few years, we celebrate each of the boys on the days they came home from the NICU. Lolo was first, August 6, at 99 days old. Remember this guy?


He was so little! I remember being so terrified when we brought him home! I mean really? Some days I wasn’t sure he would ever even come home at all. And then he came home first?! And somehow we were supposed to now keep him alive?! Well we did it. And now 3 years later he’s our funny, sweet, little Lolo.


Even at 3 Lolo is still my little guy, He weighs a whopping 25 lbs. And that’s with shoes on. And holding 5 trucks. So probably closer to 24 lbs. He’s a little guy. But so so cute. And he makes up for the tiny size with his big personality and super loud voice.


Lolo LOVES his monkeys blanket and takes it everywhere. Lolo still sucks his thumb. But only when he has a blanket. Lolo always holds the corner of the blanket to soothe himself. Sometimes he holds 2 corners. Sometimes he puts a corner between his toes too. And where does Lolo sleep? In my bed. He comes in at around midnight every single night. And he must be up against me at all times. So basically I can’t roll over or he’ll push me out of bed.

He’s also my only kid who will voluntarily nap. He’ll just lay down and go to sleep. On the couch, in Mason’s bed. And naked naps are his jam. He’s a sleepy little guy.

Lolo is OBSESSED with trucks, cars, trains, excavators, firetrucks, ambulances, police cars, etc. Pretty much anything that moves. Sometimes Lolo may sleep with a firetruck in his bed. And for a while he insisted that we read “A Crack in Track,” which is a Thomas the Train book, every single night.

Logan loves Minnie Mouse. He has a little Minnie who goes everywhere with him. He made me buy her at Cracker Barrel. See, here’s what happened: he was playing with her while we waited for our table. Then when they called us to go sit down, he put her down. I thought that was the end of Minnie. I was wrong. When we finished eating Lolo announced that he needed “to go get my Minnie.” So she came home with us. Because I’m a sucker. And he’s super cute.

Logan loves movies. We just got Cars (the movie) and he loves it but he calls Lightning McQueen Mater. And I have been unable to convince him that’s not right. Lolo also loves Zootopia. And he calls the bunny “Zootopia.” And he calls 101 Dalmatians “Down Down Dalmatian.”

Lolo also likes TV. His favorites are Mickey and Daniel Tiger. He likes to sing the songs from Daniel Tiger too. So freaking cute. Except when he sang “a tiger family trip” the entire way to Memphis a few months ago. Ha!

Logan is also very demanding. He always “needs” something. Usually “I need Mommy” or “I need to go downstairs” or “I need to get in mommy’s bed” or “I need candy.”

Logan has the most country accent you’ve ever heard. Red is 2 syllables. He also pronounces some of his letters in really weird ways. So sometimes he’s hard to understand. I have him figured out though.

And Lolo is a pretty picky eater. He usually announces he’s done and throws his plate in the sink after only a few bites. A few things I’ve learned he likes are hamburgers, PB&J, and chocolate. Of course chocolate. Oh and cookies.


Today for Lolo Day we did things Logan loves. First, we went out for donuts. Chocolate of course.


We brought brothers along too. They had chocolate donuts too.

Then we went to the fire station. Where Logan was so excited he could hardly contain himself. And of course he announced “I need to drive the fire truck!” And he did.


Logan actually told me “no more pictures!” today! Too bad for him because I’m in charge here. And I like pictures. But this was his no pictures face.


Then for dinner we let Lolo pick where to go and he picked pizza. He also learned that crackers and ranch are delicious together.


And of course Lolo took a nap. Without pants on. Oh and in Mason’s bed. Mason was NOT happy about this.


Ok and here’s a bunch of random pictures of Lolo. Sort of a compilation of my faves.


Three x Three

Have you ever heard anyone call a three year old a “threenager?” Well it’s a thing. What exactly is a threenager? Well the official definition is this:

Threenager (three-na-ger): a 3-year-old who acts out, pouts, complains, and has the general attitude, angst, and mood swings of a teenager.

And I have three of these. They’re lucky they’re very cute.

And in case you don’t believe that my kids have attitudes, here’s exhibit 1 and exhibit 2:


I also have a real teenager. She fits the definition perfectly.


They do things that make me want to strangle them, run away, drink heavily, and the list goes on. But I just drink. And not so heavily. Just a little.


So the question everyone asks all the time – and I mean ALL. THE. TIME. – is how do we do it. Well here’s a typical day:

We wake up, sometimes before 6 because James hates us and likes to wake up to see the sunrise, and always with Logan in our bed. Yes, we’ve made the switch to toddler beds.


It’s not fun. I don’t recommend it. I bought a wake up clock and set it to 6:20 and that works about half the time. Just for James though. Logan pays no attention to the clock. he does whatever he wants. Anyways, James wakes Mason up (we hear him over the monitor saying “May-May time to get up!”) One morning they were quiet. I should have known better. But I came out and found Mason and James painting. PAINTING. With paint. On my dining room table. Luckily it was Crayola paint and it came right up. But still. Paint. Before I had coffee. They’re trying to kill me. I’m convinced.

Every morning James comes in and demands cereal. Every. Single. Morning. That kid loves cereal. His faves – Crapton Crunch, Fruity Pedals, and Daddy’s Cereal. Logan likes to sleep in so he’s the last one up.


Luckily Brian is a morning person. Me? Not so much. I’ve been told I’m mean in the mornings. I don’t believe it. But now we get up a little earlier than before and we get ready with 3 little people running around. One morning I went to get in the shower and turned around to this:


I couldn’t even be mad. Ha! He thought it was hilarious. Some mornings the boys like to help with makeup.


He has the open mouth thing going and everything.

Mason and James also request spiky hair most mornings. They get to choose between “just in the front” or “all over” spiky hair. And Mason can do Blue Steel. Because he’s awesome like that.

IMG_7932On the way to school we watch movies. They LOVE Zootopia so we watch that one a lot. Logan thinks the bunny’s name is Zootopia. So he says things like “Zootopia’s sad” and “Zootopia fell down.” James knows her actual name is Officer Judy Hopps. I just bought them the movie Cars which they absolutely love too.

You know what else they do in the car? They argue. About everything. Even made up things. Like the type of fake lego cake that James has brought to the car. Or whether it’s raining or not raining. And whether that’s daddy’s car even when they can clearly see that it’s a woman driving. And they claim things as their own. For example, if a firetruck drives by, Logan will yell firetruck! And then claim “that’s my firetruck!” and of course James will want it to be HIS firetruck. Oh and Mason likes to sing songs. Which is awesome and very cute. Except that James does not like when Mason sings songs. Especially when he sings “Down at the Dizzle.” And I can only assume he made this song up because I cannot figure out what it is, where it came from, or if it has any other lyrics. When I asked the boys, James told me “I don’t know. They’re French words.” So yeah. Unhelpful.

Logan also knows where every single excavator is located in the city. He identifies them by yelling EXCAVATOR!!! Very cute. Very very loud.

After school they get a Popsicle if they make it all day in big boy undies without any accidents. On Fridays we still go to Starbucks. They all know this. They don’t always get cake pops though. I let them pick. Mason’s favorite is the octopus cookie. Logan usually gets a chocolate cake pop or a chocolate chip cookie. And James usually gets a pink cake pop. And about half the time he changes his mind AFTER I’ve paid and then he demands that “Mommy change it” so I end up with an extra cake pop. If you live by me and you want a cake pop on Fridays, there’s about a 50% chance I have an extra one.


Oh yes. We’re also potty training. Stay tuned for a separate post about that. Oh and they demand cereal for dinner every night. They don’t like to eat much else. After dinner we take a bath (or shower), watch a little tv (Daniel Tiger or Mickey), then story time, then bed. And by bed I mean we lock them in their room until they fall asleep. Trust me on this one. We tried staying in the room until they fell asleep. Nightmare. This way works better for everyone. We take a lamp in for story time then take it back out with us. And I’ve removed pretty much everything from the room. They have a sound machine, wake up clock, and a diffuser. That’s it. And it’s working. They tend to fall asleep within 15 minutes. And we watch them on the monitor.

One night I looked on the monitor and couldn’t find Logan. So I went in. He was in the chair. Passed out. I’ve found Mason under his bed before. But if they’re asleep, I’m happy. Asleep is really my only goal.

IMG_0431‘As sleepy as this kid is though, he wakes up around 11 every night. Sometimes I’m still up when he wakes up. So he interrupts my only quiet, alone time. Ever. But again, he’s very cute.


Mason and James don’t sleep in my bed if I can help it. They are horrible bed mates. Luckily Mason rarely wakes up and James usually chooses Daddy’s side of the bed.

Here’s a few more pictures from the summer time. I have lots of catching up to do and I’m going to try harder to post more often! For now, more pictures of my kids.




Mason loves socks. Ha! And my shoes. But mostly my socks. When people ask me what my kids like I struggle with an answer for Mason. But I finally figured it out. He’s mischievous and he just likes to get into stuff. Usually stuff that’s not his. But he’s very happy, independent, and can always find something to play with. He asks me “I’m your sweet boy Mommy?” Love! And he’s so smart.


Logan is a tiny little dictator. Ha! He LOVES all things that go. Trucks, cars, construction equipment, emergency vehicles. His favorite – excavators. We have lots of excavators in Little Rock. Oh and chocolate. This kid is my son for sure. And he’s a sleepy, snuggly little guy.


James is the self-appointed leader of the 3 and he also thinks he’s an only child sometimes. He wants what he wants and he wants it now! He loves play food (and most real food too!) and legos. He has the sweetest smile, but he’s known as “whiny James” a lot of the time. This one tests my patience. A lot. Then he asks for hugs and kisses. He knows my limits the most I think.

What else have we been up to? Well a lot. Potty training, toddler beds, summer time, dance competitions, a somewhat new law practice, lots of trials, my sister has been living with us for the summer, I did the Whole 30, and I’m training for a half marathon. Crazy. I may have lost my mind. Luckily I have wine. I missed it so much during my Whole 30. I’ll write about that experience soon too.


Easter 2017

Ok so I haven’t fallen off the face of the Earth I promise. I’ve been soooo busy I basically fall asleep the second I sit down every night. And I usually sleep on the couch, sometimes sitting up, until sometime between 1 am and 4 am when I eventually get up and go to bed for real. So I’ll catch up on everything over the past few months soon. But for now, here’s some cute Easter pics of my kids. None of me because I forgot to get a family pic. #momfail. Not my first either. My kids may have eaten candy for breakfast and dinner today. Not sure if that’s a #momfail or #momwin. Probably depends on who you ask.

The boys were really into the whole Easter holiday this year. They loved the Easter bunny. They loved Easter egg hunting. They loved church. And of course they loved the candy. So much candy. They were super excited to open their Easter buckets. Their most favorite thing in their buckets though was the “mac and roni” of course. Ha!


We had some bunny ears too.

After eating candy and a little real breakfast we went to church. And what do we wear to church? Just ask James. I learned this morning that James calls his church clothes his “Jesus costume.” Ha! Best. Thing. Ever. He came up with this on his own too which makes it so much better. And because I forgot to get a group shot, here’s a candid of James in his “Jesus costume” during the Easter egg hunt.


I hope Jesus approves.

We hosted Easter at our house this year like we’ve done the last few years. It’s exhausting, but so worth it. This year we had twice as many kids because my brother in law Jason and his family moved back to town last summer. More kids = more fun. And more noise. And more chaos. But so fun. Here’s a few pictures from the little kid Easter egg hunt.


James was definitely the best egg gatherer. All 3 boys have completely different egg hunting tactics. James was on a mission to fill his bucket. Mason only wanted to pick up certain eggs. And Logan opened every single egg before putting it in his bucket. And asked Nana to help when he couldn’t do it himself.

Of course opening the eggs and eating the candy was the highlight of the day.


And after that I slathered them in Tranquil oil and put them in bed. And I really hope they don’t wake up until morning. Because I’m so tired.

Oh but while I’m sharing, here’s some pictures from the boys’ Easter egg hunt at school this week too.


And they got to see the Easter bunny. And loved it! I am so in love with this picture!


They may have gotten into those buckets in the van on the way home too. Oops.


And by on the way home I mean on the way to Starbucks. For cake pops. Candy then cake pops. Sounds like good parenting to me. Oh except Logan asked for a cookie this time instead.


Oh and this may have happened yesterday. An Easter massacre.


Basically they hate me. But I won because they didn’t get any Easter grass this year. And probably never will ever again.

Last week they got to meet and play with a real bunny. James loved it. Mason wasn’t so sure. Ha! (I wasn’t there but this is what I assume based on the pictures and videos Brian sent me.)


Addison loves me. She did this for me. And made my OCD very very happy. She also dyed the eggs by herself this year. And they were all cooked this time too 😉


Ok so that’s all. I have some clothes to fold. Like always. But I’ll post again soon!