My kids lucked out this year. The Easter Bunny stopped by, and as usual, hid their baskets full of goodies. The plan was to find them after 9:00 church, but Scout was WAY too excited, so the festivities began early. Scout was the official looker. Navy followed behind and looeked everywhere he had just looked.
Scout’s spacial reasoning might need a bit of help, because the spice drawer certainly couldn’t fit his basket.
Here is the only shot of a full basket. Scout had just found his in the kitchen cupboard, and was thrilled to see new toothpaste! Apparently the Easter Bunny went pretty practical this year!
The funniest part of the morning was when I saw Navy walking around and taking bites of this pink candy. Knowing what was in the baskets, I couldn’t imagine what she was eating. So in my mind, I kept thinking that she must have discovered a year-old Peep. (Mind you, the baskets have a four inch in diameter space to fill, so I don’t know how an old Peep would have snuck in.) Anyway, I just kept seeing her chomp away, and as I walked by her basket, I noticed an opened pink egg. And then I realized that all morning she had been eating “Silly Putz” (AKA Silly Putty). When I figured it out, I started cracking up, and asked her if it was any good. She just stuck her tongue out and let a massive chunk drop into my hand. Apparently not.
Here is Navy’s dismantled basket. Notice all of the candy (although there wasn’t much) is long gone. Also notice the pink egg that led me to Icka’s pink candy mystery.
Her favorite treat of all - her own personal Chapstick.
Don’t mind the candy infused drool.
Here is the weasel looking in Scout’s basket for the rest of his candy.
The Easter Bunny did good!
Nonnie came through this year on new Easter clothes. I had to be to church early, and was so excited to see the two cutest kids in the world walk in donning their Easter Best.
Now if their behavior could match their clothes in church, I would possibly keel over and die!
Remember the money that Chloe sent in the mail? Well, after Scout put one of his dollars in his mission fund, they both went down to the dollar stare with Bella to spend their $2. (Please note for a second time that Bella was in charge of them at this time.) After an decently anti climactic Dollar Store run, she saw a Petco, and decided to take the kids in to see what exciting things they could find.
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Now a little history. Scout has been asking for a pet lately. Everyone emphatically says no, but with Trilby’s encouragement (I could kill her) and the pets down at the Brockbanks, Scout is really wanting one. So I don’t know if this factored in to Bella’s decision or not, but after they walked out of Petco with a box of two goodies, Scout exclaimed, “MY VERY FIRST PET!”
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Too bad, that “Eggo” and “Pinkie” were feeder mice that don’t have a prayer of actually staying with us.
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But so far so good.
They are outside in a cooler, and Scout and Navy love them. They try to feed them, Navy tries to catch them, they talk to them, etc. Ironically, it is pretty cute.
“Pinkie” is the much nicer mouse.
Navy is very good with her.
“Eggo” is not nearly as nice, but Scout is braver than I have ever seen him. He let Eggo crawl all over him, and wasn’t even scared. And that is a first!
Here is Icka man handling both at once. This was not posed. She, herself grabbed both by the tails and was holding them up.
We got the poor mice back in their house, and told her they needed “naps”.
That is one of the first times that she was excited to go off to her own nap.
Like animal, like owner.
Today I am going to tell her that the mice ALWAYS “choose the right”!
Scout and Navy both got letters in the mail from Chloe today! They were both SO excited to open them, and when they did — boy were they surprised!
Chloe was rewarding them for their good works.
And as an extra special surprise, she included $3 for Scout and $2 for Navy.
They couldn’t believe that choosing the right was so worth it!
(Little does Chloe know that lately, the Tweedles shouldn’t be getting ANY money. Instead, I should be the one getting paid!)
Scout is at about 80% on the swimming scale. Navy is at about 1%. So in an effort to make life a little less stressful around the pool, and especially when we head out to Hawaii this summer, the kids are in swim lessons. The sweetest and most awesome friend of ours is up to the challenge….and with one of my kids — what a challenge it is!
Icka was watching Scout during his lesson. She kept turning around to me and saying, “Mom, when is it my turn?” She was totally anxious to hop in and swim like Scout.
Thie is So nostalgic for me. I loved getting out of the pool when I was little and lay on the warm sidewalk. Scout was SO good at his lesson. And every time he was told that he was doing a good job, he agreed and said, “Yeah.”
Then it was this girl’s turn. She cried from the first second to the last.
But I love how the teacher is from the old school and doesn’t coddle. Even through her tears, she helped little Navy’s head under the water and got her holding her breath.
I’m crossing my fingers that in a few weeks, we will have two swimmers.
I better cross them tightly!
For family night, we had the Seastrands over for dinner and dying eggs. I made about 15 hard boiled eggs, and after a Maui Wowi salad, we dyed.
We teamed everyone up.
Skilly/Sissy
Briznit/Grey
Bella/RoRo
Daddy/Scout
And I was the monitor of it all/picture taker.
Navy was very methodical. It was cracking me up how dainty and soft she was treating her special eggs.
Scout was whipping through them, and went way past his allotted amount. But Grey was a good sport about it.
When these two worked together, they were great. Scout was instructing, and Navy was like a little sponge who listened and agreed to everything he said.
Nonnie has been on a kick lately with making rolls. It started with a celebratory dinner for our Ragnar winner that consisted of Thanksgiving Dinner — inclusive of homemade rolls. (May I take a moment and praise my mom for the most delicious turkey dinner I think I have ever had.)
Anyway, every time Nonnie gets out the Bosch to make rolls, the kids come running.
They help pour, measure, but mostly taste the finished dough.
Here’s Nonnie giving them a lesson on yeast needing “warm” water instead of “hot”, because hot will kill the yeast.
Looks like they are taking it all in!
This is where I told them that whoever gave the other a kiss first got to taste the sugar.
Apparently, they were both pretty eager and kissed a nose or chin to get the win.
Luckily for both of them — it was a tie.
The mixing is the final step before the taste testing begins. I personally am not a fan of ANY dough, but the exception to the rule is my Mom’s bread dough. And I am not alone. Micah ALWAYS takes one to three unbaked rolls and downs them before they are even baked. Well, Scout and Navy have discovered their love of bread dough also. They both kept asking for “one more taste” a million times. Glad to know the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Micah was part of “Pants Optional” this year in Ragnar. He trained like a pro, and couldn’t wait for race day. His team had some pretty decent runners on it, and based on the times, they were slated to win. There was one kicker though — Micah said it was a must to wear a Speedo while running — hence the name. (I just thought it was a little funny that a few of his teammates didn’t wear Speedos….maybe Micah just likes the extra wind against his skin!)
It was all very exciting, so the kids and I went down to check things out. We headed to the Angel’s Stadium where Tim and Diane were posted as volunteers. Micah was handing off at this check point, and we would get a quick minute with him before he had to head off with his team to the next stop.
Scout was scanning the path like crazy to see his dad running in. He was going to end the leg with him, and was really excited. He told me the whole way down that he was faster than his dad, and was going to beat him. Obviously — in honor of the team, Scout showed up in his own rendition of Speedos. On the front, it said, “Fast” (Micah’s said “slow” as he was one of the slower guys on the team), and it had the team name on the back.
When Micah finally came in, he was wiped. The heat was almost unbearable, and I wasn’t even running. So in the end, Micah said, “I knew I was done because when I saw Scout, I couldn’t even keep up with him.” Apparently Scout just might be faster than his dad!
We only had a few minutes to catch up with Micah at the stop, but the kids loved seeing him.
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Nice work Babe.
They finished the race in 21:15, and from what I understand — took the win!
My mom, Micah and I all agree that Navy has done an amazing turn around in the past month. She used to be SO stinky, but she all of a sudden has turned sweet. She walks around telling everyone that she loves them “too much”, and gives out an inordinate amount of kisses daily.
One of the biggest surprises in this turn around was her new found love for her namesake — Skilly. They have always had a love/hate relationship. Now Navy has had this with many people, but she usually softens after a while. But with Skills To Pay My Bills, the softening never occurred — until just two weeks ago.
All of a sudden, Navy woke up asking where “Ka” was. When NayNay got home from school, she wanted to know when Ka would be home. It was nonstop asking for Ka. And then when Ka turned up, they were glued at the hip.
WHAT?
Talk about a complete 180!!!
Just take a look at 3 of their 300 pictures on Photobooth:
And then…I found out Ka’s secret.
Just like her mother, Icka can be bought.
Ka’s dinero…
jumbo milk chocolate chips.
In honor of the cleaners coming to our house, and the sun we have had lately….we made Thursday afternoon a beach day at RoRo’s Beach. Obviously my kids were in heaven. And I’ll admit that even thought I despise the beach, I can certainly do RoRo’s beach without any problems — mostly because Brit knows my love of the cabana!
We stopped by the dollar store and picked up a few water toys to add to their already sweet stash. Scout is obsessed with all things water, and apparently RoRo is too since that was what his birthday gifts consisted of. Scout and RoRo “play fought” all afternoon. But let’s be honest — the “playing” made contact a few too many times on Scout’s behalf. Poor RoRo had a pretty decent welt along his hip that mimicked the exact shape of Scout’s “gun”.
Brit had the fixings for some ice cream cones.
You can’t see it, but the weasel above bit of the bottom of her cone — only to have it drip all over the place.
But it could be worse….just take a look at RoRo’s ice cream/sand cone.
NASTY!
The best part of the day — tub time!
The kids could almost spend as much time in the tub as they do at the beach.
But the mom’s are about done by this point, so we expedite it pretty quickly.
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