Easter morning is always crazy, but the boys and I (and my Aunt Christie, who was an extra set of hands) deserve a gold star. We made it to church 5 minutes early. This NEVER happens. Never. We got a picture with the four of us because Fred left early.
While leaving Clayton's school I noticed this sign on the wall. I'm thinking about making a necklace out of it and wearing it everywhere I go.
Friday Andrew had Wild West day because they were studying the letter W. I kept calling it Wild Wild West day. Andrew let me know there was only one wild in their day. Oh, sorry about that. I was throwing it back to the early nineties with a song that I remember about the Wild, Wild West. I guess he wasn't around for that. Is that not the cutest cowboy you've ever seen?!?
Friday night (and all weekend) we are hosting a group of middle school boys from our church. They will be here until Sunday morning. I bought 6 bags of chips, 3 boxes of Little Debbies, and 4 two liter drinks. I'm hoping something is left by morning. I felt like explaining myself to the cashier, since I've never bought that much junk food. In the end I decided to just smile and let her think I was going to eat all of that.
While the kids were at church and Jack went to a friend's house it was just me, Fred and Andrew. We opted for a wild and crazy night at Costco...complete with a $10. Fred and I talked about what life will be like when Andrew is an "only child". He will be 15, Jack will be 18 and Clayton will be 21. Gulp. It will be here before we know it. The biggest question Fred and I have about 15 year old Andrew? I wonder if he'll still ask SO many questions?!? Hey Mom. Hey Mom. Hey Mom. Mom, mom, mom, mom.