



I didn't get to take her bunny pictures until the next day. I love babies in overalls!


Here is Jack showing me this messy pan he was getting ready to clean. The crazy boy was very excited.
His dedicated teacher looking on while he scrubbed the skillet.
There is he is on Anne Michal's bed "reading" an I Spy book.
Another view to show off some cute piggies.
She was asking, "Whose is this Mom?" Then she looks up to see the camera and asks, "MOM! What are you doing?"
"Seriously, Mom, don't take my picture." You'd think she was 13 or something.
Looking out the living room window, I find her out on the swing with Janey Kate. I don't know for sure, but I bet she was telling her a story or singing her a song.
I walk back by Anne Michal who is still trying to hide from the camera and open the door to Elizabeth and Emma's room.
There she is working on her writing like a good student! (She wasn't too thrilled either to have her picture taken, but she didn't hide!)
The blue thing is his lasso and he is waving it around yelling, "Yeehaw!"
Then I thought I was ordering more of the flowers fabric for the older girls from one of my favorite online fabric stores, Marie-Madeline Studios and bought a bigger print instead. I made a dress up for Emma from this free pattern and wasn't sure I was going to like it but I do. I just need to move the straps in a bit. This is going to be her Easter dress; I feel amazingly ahead of the game, but I bet I am still doing some sewing the week before anyway.
I also took the leftovers from Janey Kate's dress and some other coordinating fabric I had to make myself a kindle cover. I love it. It makes me smile just looking at it.
Dinner is over. I like what I ate,
Except for the peas, which are still on my plate.
O, Lonely Peas, so green, so round, and so small.
O, Lonely Peas, there’s no on who loves you at all…
I’m five years old, so you can take it from me -
These babies are never what you want them to be.
They whine and they bite, they chew on your toys,
And oh, do they make the most terrible noise!
Bad babies, they yell and they cry.
Bad, bad babies – you never know why.
They never ever do the things that they should.
Oh, bad babies, why can’t you be good?
The two year old turned pea traitor
And she looks way too sweet to be high maintenance.
And nope, my babies look nothing alike. not.at.all.