Friday morning Ryan asks to play a computer game. So I open the CD drive and out comes teeny tiny pieces of a crushed CD. Ryan uses the tower as a step stool to get in the chair and managed to crush a CD inside. It took me 3 hours to get out the pieces. I tried shaking and tweezering out pieces. I called the geek squad and the guy said, 'you'll probably just have to buy a new one anyway so just open it all up and take out the pieces.' I was sure Dan would have a fit if I called and said, 'Hey, I'm just going to open up the belly of the beast and have at it.' So, I acted on my own. It was actually quite easy. And I watched a few college buddies mess around inside their towers so I wasn't all that worried about it. Ryan and I then jumped in the car and drove to Deseret Book in Glendale, which is a jaunt for us. I had promised Alex to get him some scriptures and he keeps asking. No time like a religious holiday to pick up a set of scriptures and other goodies. Oh, and Ryan really wanted a Penguin animated flick and cried the whole (very long jaunt) home saying, 'Go back. I want the penguin movie!' Alex came home from school that day and proclaimed, 'we had an Easter pary!' Uh, they can't have a Christmas party, yet they can have an Easter party? Isn't Christmas more comercialized than Easter? I could see a 'Spring Festival' or some nonsense, but was surprised by this sudden outburst of Christian acceptance. Obviously they didn't discuss the real reason of the holiday only the pagan practices. So that was a great opening at the dinner table for an Easter lesson.
At this dinner we were eating cheese fondue. Ok, Dan and I had fondue, Alex had pigs in a blanket and Ryan had steamed brocolli. Here is proof that he is a broccolli-ohlic. The important thing is that we sat at the table at the same time!
That night after the boys went to bed I made this scripture bag for Alex out of my scraps. Most people don't have pleather in their fabric scraps, but I had to make Jedi costumes, remember? I lined it with denim. This should withstand the beatings a child can inflict during 3 hours of church once a week for a few years I hope.
Saturday brought rain and cold, which I think I already wrote about.
Sunday was a lovely day. Dan didn't have meetings until 11:30am so we had our egg hunt around 10ish.
I hid the eggs while they bathed that morning. We never mentioned the Easter bunny. They know I hid the eggs, and that the gifts in their baskets were from us. We don't need a guy in a bunny suit to have fun on Easter!
Although, why not a few bunny ears!
I found this cute book at Deseret book about 'Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam' with a little duck. It was on clearance and Ryan loves it.
Walt came with the boys and me to Sacrament meeting. Dan and I taught the Sunbeams. That is work! We came home famished at 4:00pm and went to work. We had the Williams and Walt over for a nice Easter dinner. It was good food and good fun. They stayed until we put the kids to bed. We make the Williams come to our house since their house isn't really kid friendly. It works out perfect for us and I think they enjoy our youthful energy!
And what would a holiday in the Black family be with out a little vomit. So as I was sitting on the couch reading at 10:30pm I hear spewing. I go into Alex's room and find him asleep laying on his back vomiting. Talk about terrifying! I was worried that he was sufficating, so I sat him up and rolled him over. He had a fever and the shakes. Dan and I cleaned him up and set him up in the office. He seems to be fine today, but I had to keep him home from school. That was the first thing he said when I woke him in a pool of vomit, 'I won't be able to go to school tomorrow.' They get credit for the class when there is perfect attendance towards a non uniform day. Drats! It will be his fault today. Perhaps he'll be a little nicer to those other kids who make them miss it!
Saturday we traded our Accord in for this 2005 Pilot. It was owned by an old couple that took awesome care of it. The third row doesn't look like anyone has ever used it. It only has 28,ooo miles on it and was so clean when they brought it in (just for an oil change but decided to buy an '09 pilot instead) that we took it home within one day of it being on the lot. It drives just like the Accord only with a little more power and a lot higher off of the ground.
OK, and as a side note Alex remembers going to get Ryan's ultrasound. How can he remember that? He was only 2.5 at the time. Oh, the things he'll be telling his shrink when he is old... 'And when I was sitting in my bouncer my mother watched this loud movie with astronauts and I have been obsessed ever since.' A little dramatic, but really it isn't all that comforting that he remembers everything. He loves me, so I guess he has overlooked my lack of patience and harsh discipline. At least he'll remember my birthday...
