Is It Naptime Yet

Today was my second week to teach Lilah’s class. Thankfully I’ll have the next four weeks off and hopefully I”ll be able to finish my drapes.

One of the girls in Lilah’s class is small and her pants never really fit her. It’s pretty typical to remind her to pull them up because you see a little bum crack.

Today was no different.

Her little bum kept peeking out and we constantly reminded her to pull up her pants. At one point the mom assisting me, who is not her mom, went to pull up her pants and underwear, since they seemed to be riding low, and she discovered the little girl was not wearing any underwear!!

It was too funny.

Later in the class they were crawling around being caterpillars for charades and she was full on mooning us. Luckily none of the other kids were behind her.

Then later in the class I had the kids playing with scarves for a butterfly song. They first just have the scarf on there back while they crawl around and then they jump up and run around flapping the scarf like wings later.

After one of the crawling session I noticed that the girls pants were just above her knees and the only thing keeping her descent was the scarf that hid her nakedness. She didn’t seem to notice too much either.

It really was too funny.

Eden told Jon he looks like Uncle Rawlin.

Then yesterday Eden told me I looked like Aunt Kristi.

I know that most of you only know who one of the two people are so I’ll see if I can find a couple pictures to post, but I find it funny that she’s making associations with us and who we look like.

I’ve always gotten that I look like Kristi.

Rawlin is 20 years older than Jon, and why I have a niece who’s five years older than me and why I thinks it’s too funny that she calls me Aunt Lacey,  so I find that connection funny. But I have joked that  Rawlin and my FIL give me examples of what Jon might look like 20 years from now and then 46.

It’s my own little look into the future.

Yesterday we added some curb appeal to our house. Well, I don’t know if it will make it any more appealing since my car parks right in front of it, but we hope to make it look a little nicer by our front door.

We had this lovely dirt spot.

Isn’t it beautiful.

The cats also loved to poop in it and not only in it but right by the front door, which was always such a nice welcome gift for our few guests that came by. (I admit we weren’t on top of cleaning the cat poop out either.)
So last night we planted some stuff in it to make it more appealing.

We hope they grow and cover the dirt. One is an ivy one is a jasmine (I think.) both are for ground coverings, two are dwarf orange trees and one is a bush that is only suppose to grow 1 foot high and two feet wide. (We wanted things that would cover the ground but not grow high so an intruder couldn’t hide behind them since we have a window right there. ) It was pretty rocky in the dirt, so we’ll have to see how they grow.

It started out as a family project, but after the first bush I was needing to watch the neighbor girls that were playing in our backyard, so Jon did most of the work.

OK, this photo didn’t need to be posted because I have the next one, but I looked skinnier in this one…

…and in this one I look like I’m working hard, though I’m sure I’m not using that shovel correctly, and I probably shouldn’t be wearing sandals.

Lilah putting the special dirt in.

Lilah mixing the dirt and water.

Our first bush is planted. Notice the neighbor girls. After this they we’re playing and Jon was left to plant alone.

Hard working husband.

He’s a great Daddy and husband.

So after some deliberation Jon and I have decided to have another baby.

I’m not quite sure how we’re gonna fit another child into our house, though we do have bunk beds. It’s more the space of more clothes, diapers, and another human being that I’m worried about.

I’m about 6 weeks today or due November 25.

Friday the 21st.

The girls loved dying eggs at Grandma Harvey’s house. Unfortunately I was the only one there so I only got the following two pictures.

Eden patiently waiting to begin dying eggs.

I was patient and let Lilah handle getting eggs out of the cups.

After dying eggs we were off to Aunt Carolyn’s work for their Easter Party.

They decorated cupcakes and made bunny ears plus had an egg hunt.

Eden

Lilah

Sunday the 23rd- Easter Morning

I had the gate up so the girls would come into our room to get us up and so I could get pictures.

Coming out Easter morning.

Yes that is Eden’s hair sticking up in the back. I think she could be a who from Dr. Suess.

Checking out the merchandise.

What they saw. (Hello Kitty was my accidental theme.)

Here’s a short video of their reactions.

The sunglasses.

Jon took some pictures before church, but while they were watching TV.

They turned and gave him the same smile at the exact moment.

After Church

Waiting to get started on our backyard egg hunt.

Let the fun begin!

(Please ignore the messy backyard in the following pictures and video.)

I told them they could find 8 eggs each, in which I had miss counted and they could find 9 eggs each.

Another video.

The final kill.

Later that day.

We went to Grandma and Grandpa Harvey’s for another egg hunt with some of the cousins and to have dinner.

Eden finding a real egg.

Katy and Lilah hunting for eggs.

Katy, Eden, Lilah, Adrienne, and Howie.

Earlier today our neighbor from next door came by to ask for another neighbor boy’s glove that had been tossed over into our side yard.

This sparked the girls interest to play outside so I had them put on their shoes and I brought some side-walk chalk out for them to play with.

We had about 4 neighbor girls playing outside with them all writing on our driveway/ front yard.

At one point I brought out the diaper wipes to clean up Eden. She was enjoying laying on the drive way and her legs had turned black since our drive way is very dirty.

The other girls were wanting to clean off their hands so I obliged them to the wipes a couple of times.

One neighbor girl would write with the chalk and want a wipe, and then write with the chalk and want a wipe. After 3 or 4 wipes I cut her off and kept telling her to go wash her hands, or ask her mom. She’s about 3 turning 4 and speaks very little English due to not being in school, so I’m sure she had no idea what I was saying, especially since she kept coming back.

She also kept coming into the house, and I would ask her to stay outside, but she continued to walk inside. I didn’t mind, but since her mother and I don’t know one another, except the few words we shared last week, I wanted to keep her outside.

Earlier Lilah wanted them to come in, so I had the oldest daughter ask if they could come inside to play. She came back grinning and saying yes, but I was pretty sure she was lying. I asked her to have her mom come talk to me, and she then revealed her mom had said no.
I wasn’t surprised, since she hasn’t been inside my house and at the moment was with another neighbor inside.

Eden was being a little daring and going outside our driveway, but I think she was mostly following the example of the older kids who would walk slightly into the street and back to their house next store. I threaten that she’d have to come inside if she went farther then our drive way, so she then stayed where she was suppose to. (She knows not to go into the street but she was testing the boundaries by being on the edge of the sidewalk and into the gutter.)

I think the girls had lots of fun. We had three Hispanic neighbor girls, about 5, 5, and 3 then one girl who is the granddaughter to the people across the street and I think is around 3 or 4.
Our drive way is covered in pictures, the ABC’s, and the name of one neighbor girls. We also have maybe 1/4 of the chalk we had left.

Saturday our ward did an Easter egg hunt.

Lilah had been dying to go since we’ve heard about it and was so excited.

They had the kids 2 and under go first, but their eggs were just tossed on the floor in the middle of a room. They did turn off the lights so they had to use the flashlights. Eden enjoyed it, but I kept thinking she was three, and not still two.

Then they had the 3-7 or so age go out into the building. Lilah actually was just hitting up the eggs that were left from the little kids in the middle of the floor, but I convinced her to go into the hall way. They each had a maximum number of eggs and I had to keep taking eggs out of Eden’s basket as she found more than her share during Lilah’s egg hunt.

They had ostrich eggs, that had been drained, hidden around the building and Britta’s dad found her one. At the end those who found the ostrich eggs got to choose a prize.

Their was also a pinata, but that was for the older kids to hit that may not have found a lot of eggs.

Waiting for the fun to begin.

Britta, Lilah, and Eden. Lilah totally reminds me of her cousin Katy because that is totally a stance and smile Katy gives.

Eden.

Showing off their baskets.

It was a crazy, but fun, night. I have too much Easter candy already, and we have one more egg hunt to go. I think I’ll reuse the candy.

The eggs we hide will probably contain some raisins and coins, like last years. The girls love raisins and coins.

When does the candy stop? I don’t have to ever buy candy because it seems like we always have some form the previous holiday.

Second part to our Easter fun.

Yesterday, or Tuesday, we had Sam and Britta over for lunch and making cookies. The girls had a blast and Eden was obsessed with the flour.

Cutting out cookies.

Eden loved playing in the flour container.

Britta was being bashful.

She called the egg cut out a rotten egg.

Frosting the cookies.

Britta liked a lot of frosting on her cookies.

Reaping their reward.

I had the girls wear their green shirts today.

Take one.

Take two.

Take three.

I’ve been at my BIL Rawlin’s house helping him organize and put up dry wall so I am exhausted and have basically been gone all day.

Day Light Savings is kicking my butt. I’m so tired all the time. I could really use a nap right now, but I’m afraid if I go to sleep I’m not going to wake up till Jon gets home and then I’ll have nothing made for dinner and the sink will still be full of dishes.

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Jon made this video of Eden and me with the two pictures.

He’s pretty strange like that, and he worked so hard, though he said it was snap, and it only took him about 2 hours of interrupted time for dinner and taking care of girls while I ran an errand.