peeps n puppies

sara said i have to blog or else we won't be friends anymore.

in those exact words.

first: let me ask everyone to please not tell my husband that i spent forty-seven dollars on crap for two easter baskets. he'll find out in a day or two when he looks at his bank account... or tomorrow morning when the children awake to find bulging baskets filled by the magical easter mommy.

also, will someone please tell me why when you buy peeps it's impossible to find a package without like FIFTY little chickens made of sugar? who on earth really needs 24 of those things? i have like a lick and feel a little diabetic. i'm not really sure i want to see my kids on easter basket crack... 24 pieces of easter basket crack.

last easter

although, not thrilled for the candy free-for-all it is exciting to see Tate begining to comprehend things like easter. we read the story of easter in his beginers bible tonight and when he saw the picture of the cross he asked if Jesus was "in there, mom?"- how do you explain He was on it not in it... uhhh? i said "kind of", which he accepted. when things got confusing we went back to Jesus loves you, and mommy, and daddy, and grandpa, and grammy... and that's why the easter bunny comes. and he was like lets throw the eggs now. bless his heart.

in recent family news... i told josh we could get a dog. making a long story short about finding a bulldog puppy-the right bulldog puppy- for under $2500, we are picking up our new puppy next week when she will have reached 6 weeks old. i am petrified that i will be stuck potty training, and cleaning stains, and bathing, and grooming not only my children and husband but also a small puppy on my own. however, if it so happens that hubs takes care of the puppy as planned i will love him forever and celebrate with lots of relations... as long as the dog is not watching.

(look at our puppy's brother here. the breeder took down the picture of our girl because she's not for sale anymore but... she looks pretty much like her brother.)

so now that puppy is coming hubs almost has our backyard enjoyable, which is so nice. i can sit out there and let the kids go crazy, running into walls, eating dirt, and burying toys. oh and we chose a name; moose/moosey. dont judge us. considering josh's previous pets were... are you ready for this? spooky, stormy, sandy, cloudy, and i don't remember the rest. my family's last pets are buddy, sam, and peter- dumb. now what do you think of moose? by the way... who do you think added the "y" to moose...?

this guy.

example of a strong-willed child.

kaleb michael. whose name my son says more than any other 3 yr old to ever live.

(just found this sara and had to share :o)