Sweet dreams, sweet home...

Today I had one of those nutty mid-afternoon nap dreams. You know the ones I mean... In my dream Eric and I had moved to Alabama, bought a small fishing cabin and Lady came to visit. We were running late getting her to the airport because she was too busy trying to clean stuff with 409.

I woke up and chuckled at the impossibilities... We would NEVER be late getting Lady to the airport. That is nearly impossible. I mean, have you ever taken her to the airport? You will be at least 2 hours early. (btw, Lady is my awesome mom and the only feasible reason she might be late for something is that she would be helping one of her kids clean something).

The next impossibility, a fishing cabin? Why? I've never even been fishing and I think Eric mentioned he had done it once at scout camp but it doesn't seem to have made that big of an impact.

And lastly, Alabama? Really? Who moves there? Oh wait.  I did. I really did. Not dreaming. It still feels like it though.

People keep telling me I'm going to grow to love it here and never want to leave but I'm struggling to believe that. Maybe once we find a house we love that doesn't have as many bugs as this apartment. Or maybe once my family because un-bite-able to all the ants and mosquitoes.

We've been here a month now and so far killed 3 scorpions in the house, I forgot how many roaches and spiders, a bunch of millipede/centipedes, and at least 3 unidentified creatures that look more like Randall from Monsters Inc than insects. We don't even bother killing the pill bugs...

Randall Boggs from Monsters Inc

Plus we can't play outside without getting bitten which is really frustrating. I'm sure it's all a perspective thing. I think we killed a total of 5 spiders in our place in Connecticut in the entire time we lived there. You could sit in the grass with no fear of ants, so this is a big adjustment.

So everyone constantly asks how we like it here to which I reply, "It's beautiful!" because that much is true. But it's kind of like the jungle: It's really beautiful and amazing things grow there, but there are just so many bugs! (I guess I don't really know that since I've never been to a jungle, just watched National Geographic. I know I couldn't handle jungle bugs).


Anyway, does anyone like a place the first month they live there? Don't answer that, I'm going to just keep telling myself the answer is no and hope for the best.

In other news, my kids are still totally adorable.

After downing a delicious plate of vegetable lasagna, then hiding behind said plate.

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter! This holiday definitely snuck up on us. I feel like we are still in the middle of a move and getting settled and figuring out our new surroundings. As a result I realized Easter was here and I had absolutely nothing planned!

We went to a fun community egg hunt that was total madness, a playgroup egg hunt where Wesley dominated and then shared his eggs with all the little kids, and a yummy breakfast at the church. Good thing for all of that stuff because Mom and Dad had nothing for the babies and I started feeling a little guilty about that Saturday night. I remembered that I had a giant box of gorgeous hand-me-downs from a super generous cousin so I pulled them out and found Reese a new Easter dress! (Thanks Bethany!) Then I made Wesley a little bow tie using this tutorial. It was super easy and adorable and came together while I baked rolls for a little Easter potluck we are having at a friend's house today.

The kids were completely adorable if I do say so myself. Here are the few quick shots we managed before running out to church.

As a post-potluck update, one of the moms brought about 500 eggs (holy cow) for the 17 kids that were there. Needless to say, they were in heaven. Wesley got 30 eggs all by himself and even Reese snagged 4! It was nuts and they both hit a total sugar high followed by a sugar crash of course. In other news, Reese decided to try cat food for the first time and one of the little girls there made up a little rhyme-- Wesley, Wesley, Wesley is so sexy! It was a wee bit disturbing and made me sad that his name sorta rhymes with sexy...

Anyway, I just want to add that despite how much I hate the inevitable over-sugaring my kids get, I do love Easter. I know that Jesus Christ took upon him the sins of the world and only through his grace we are saved.  For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God. (Romans 3:23) I know he died for us and that he lives for us! He rose from the tomb. He lives. He loves us more than we know. I love my Savior Jesus Christ.