I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately with all the sports with T, B's party looming, tons of family birthdays and the normal daily grind of life as a working mom of two. So...I completely SUCKED when it came to being the Easter Bunny, this year. This holiday was put on the back-burner...which I am not very proud to admit, considering it's a pretty big one. You'd think that last year, when B was only just over a week old, I'd be a bit scattered and unprepared. However, last year we had our secret weapon...my mom.
I did the very best I could...even if that meant coloring eggs at 8pm the night before, and cracking 4 of the 16 we made. Oops. I was concerned they wouldn't even dry before it was hiding time. They did, thankfully. Then I was a stressed out wreck prepping for church, because I got beyond frustrated taking pictures of the kiddos (aka not a good one in the bunch and lots of outtakes I'm not gonna post). I don't know why, but I got so upset B wouldn't keep her bow on, or her shoes, or sit still to be photographed. I also completely forgot that I might need something to wear Easter Sunday as well. Oops again. Needless to say, I was combing my closet praying something old still fit...then running back and forth between the laundry room and our bedroom, trying to look halfway presentable. The kicker of the entire day was that B had the biggest blowout poop we have ever encountered as parents, while still in her pretty WHITE dress. Fun times. Oh, did I mention we weren't home when it happened. Thanks God I had packed a change of clothes for her. I think we smelled up hubs' aunts' entire house! It was disgusting.
Despite the less-than-perfect holiday, we still had a great time with family, ate lots of candy and attended a very lovely church service. God is good.
Leaving carrots for the Easter Bunny