Easter Part 3.2

The first time I did this, it didn't work, so here it is again. I don't think it needs any explanations.

Last one of Easter

Here is Lilly in her Easter outfit. I love her little silver gladiator sandals. She's so trendy!

I love this picture of Abe because it was taken right after one of his plastic eggs fell on the ground and all the candy fell out. He must have thought the world was coming to an end by his reaction. He cried off and on all day just like this and his sweet little face makes me laugh everytime I see it.

Playing in the backyard after church.

Our Easter feast which was shared with and partly prepared by our friends, the Schroeder's. It was great to have some friends over to celebrate with (or technically it should be with whom to celebrate- either way it was fun).

The End

Easter Part 2

Saturday night after Kelly got home from work, we colored Easter eggs. It was soooo messy (of course) and the kids had fun. Abe could hardly control himself he was so excited. He would just drop the egg into one color then scoop it out and drop it in another color and so on. His eggs actually didn't turn out pretty at all, but they were both loving it.

Easter Part 1

On Saturday morning, I took the kids to the District for some Easter fun. The first thing we did was ride the carousel.

Lilly loves to ride the carousel but Abe kept saying, "I too fraid. I too fraid," so I didn't make him go on. I've never known a kid to be scared of a carousel that goes about 1 mph. Very strange.

Then we stood in line for almost an hour so the kids could get their faces painted. Just doing those two things took about two hours, so we went home for naps afterwards.

Inevitable

Well. It happened. I knew it would, although I was hoping this time would be different. Yesterday I received my first "implied" commentary on the size of my belly vs. how far along I am. It was from my neighbor. You might remember her from this. Anyway, this is the conversation after not seeing her for some time and then stopping by for a visit while on a walk:

Neighbor: How far along are you? (After a nonchalant glance at my stomach)
Me: Um...I'm only 15 1/2 weeks. ( I say somewhat apologetically but hoping by adding the 1/2 it sounds better.)
Neighbor: Wow! (Another glance down at my belly)
Me: Yeah, um...I hear the more kids you have the sooner you sort of pop out. (She only has one kid so what does she know?)
Neighbor: Oh really?
Me: Yep.
[Awkward...awkward...awkward...She's judging me. I don't like to be judged. Part of me wants to cry and part of me wants to hit her.]
It's begun and in all fairness, something has happened to my belly in the last few days and so I really do look like I'm 5 months pregnant, but I realize that that's just how my body is. I don't get a cute little baby bump or even a nicely rounded basketball. I just kind of become...big. And I'm not fishing for compliments, I'm just really coming to an acceptance of me and what will become my big belly. For example, with Abe I was 7 months and everyone was asking when I was due blah blah blah. So I've decided to make up some T-shirts for me to wear with sayings on them to kind of put off the guess work. These are some of the ones I came up with this morning around 4:30...
1. I'm not due yet, so don't ask.
2. I'm actually 12 months pregnant
3. What are you staring at, fattie?
4. Yep, I'm having triplets
I thought of some really mean ones, but my parents read this, so I'll try to behave myself.

Hugs and kisses!

Momentum

Kelly has taken Lilly outside to practice riding her bike without training wheels a couple of times, and although each time she would do it successfully, she would come home afraid to go out again. I'm afraid I passed my tendency to be afraid onto her. But today she was full of courage and so here are a few pictures to mark this special occassion.

As far as Abe goes, we recently purchased a razor scooter for him so he'd stop biting Lilly to get her's away from her. Does that sentence make sense? Anyway, he's quite good at riding it although his little legs have a hard time propelling him very far. Both kids were so happy to be outside riding around. We're very proud of our little girl!

Honesty is not always the best policy

Today while watching a little TV a commercial came on for wrinkle cream. Here is the conversation just after the commercial:

Lilly: Do you want that?
Quinne: That's wrinkle cream! I'm too young for that. (I reply incredulously)
Lilly: Well, it's for wrinkles. (she might as well have said, Duh!)
Quinne: Do I have wrinkles? (Gulp. Do I really want to hear the answer?)
Lilly: Right here (she points to her forehead indicating that's where mine are)
Quinne: That's just cause I'm squinting.
Lilly: Well, you have some.
Quinne: I don't want to talk about this.

I used to have a youthful face. What's happened to me? WHAT'S HAPPENED TO ME????