But at least you can take some pictures with a camera phone, right?
.....when you only have time on Easter Saturday to hard-boil the eggs.
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| Only four cracked out of three dozen...Whoot! |
But at least you have a cute picture of Button with his first official baseball hat on!
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| Shirt says: " Don't change me until the game is over" |
.....when your husband finally gets the Easter bin down from the attic...at 10pm on Saturday night.
.....when you wake up Easter Sunday morning with only 40 minutes to get 4 boys and 2 adults awake, dressed, and out the door.
.....when your husband walks out to see the boys eating Peeps before breakfast.
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| Stuffed Peeps!! |
Got ya Mr. Boss!!!!!
....when the Easter bunny forgot to actually get REAL peeps for the basket. OOPS!
.....when you get to church early for a seat, but have to take the baby for a walk before Mass starts because there are still 45 minutes to go.
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| Church courtyard |
.....when the guy in front of you at church turns around and asks the baby if he is going to be noisy the whole Mass. He wasn't, but it is stressful to keep a baby quiet for almost an hour and a half. Except for singing. This kid loves to sing!
....when you get home and crash on the couch while the baby naps because the Easter bunny didn't fill the baskets until midnight. You know the bunny is a SHE, right?
....when you wake up, you have laundry still to start and the baby is ready to go!
....when you find the opened bag of leftover candy in your closet and pick it up to put it out of reach of the dogs.
....when it is too late because you find a bunch of piles of dog vomit with Kisses foil and all....
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| The culprit |
....when you can't imagine life without a good handful of rags and a can of Resolve Carpet cleaner.
....when you actually start the Easter Egg hunt at 7pm after Easter Sunday dinner.
.....when the baby runs off in his pjs to see the neighbors' dog instead of looking for the "balls".
He eventually figured it out, but he lost interest quickly.
....when you have to have three separate Easter Egg hunts because the middle boys are so competitive.
Did I mention that the eggs are empty, because the candy has already been bagged, tagged, and put away in their respective candy jars in the pantry?
...when you are dyeing your eggs Easter Sunday night at 8pm.
...when the baby falls asleep before the tablets dissolved...
...when only Bunny wants to decorate eggs.
but thankfully, Dad and Mom join the fun!
...when your teenager looks at you and says "Easter Fail" to you because of our non-traditional day!
However, I am going to say it wasn't so much of a fail...but a failure to have a perfect Martha Stewart Easter.
It was more of a Heidi Easter.
We laughed, we cried, we celebrated, we ate, and we remembered the reason the day was even declared a holiday.
How grateful I am for this day that reminds me that my beautiful daughter is waiting for me....
How grateful I am for this day that reminds me that my beautiful daughter is waiting for me....
Of course, my friends that posted their first blog post today had to rub it in that they were so much more festive than I.
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| I made a watermark for them so that it would link back to them! |
In all seriousness, these two ladies are very talented and I am the first to be their follower! I have seen all their talent on Facebook and now they are sharing it with everyone at Baby Got Cake!
