To Peep or not to Peep that is the question

Are you a fan, or aren't you. I'll give you my opinion right now. I love them. The bunnies especially. Ears first, then the head, then the little round body. I'm hoping you've read the header, otherwise you may think I'm some kind of sicko. . . talking that way about little bunnies. We're talkin' Peeps, people. Sugar coated sugar, what's not to love.

Morgan agrees

In fact, she wants to know where she can get more.

Notice the blue ring around her mouth.

yup, definitely all gone.

Karalee is a fan and a really excited one at that!

She's shocked that anyone would find them disgusting.

Paige eats them just like I eat them. . . except she prefers pairs.

She's still looking for more.

Happy Easter!

P.S. This is completely unrelated to Peeps.

If you live in Bingham County :

spring skirts

Aren't you glad that blogger is up and running today? I thought my computer was on the fritz because I couldn't see anybody's photos.

Spring is here, and I just couldn't resist making 2 more Edith Twirl skirts for the girlzies. Last year I made these: Love them

This year, I went for brighter fabric. Love them too. I'll show restraint and not make a twirl skirt out of every yard of extra fabric I have lying around. . . I'm tempted.

Awww, Paige looks like such a grown up lady!

(Looks can be deceiving!)

I also made a little clip for Paige.

Last night we were having a little FHE about Easter. A little conversation for your reading pleasure:

Paige: We shouldn't say bad words. That's just Satan telling us to say bad words.

Paige: I don't think Jesus and Satan like each other very much.

Tyler: Well, I think Jesus likes Satan, but Satan doesn't like Jesus.

Paige: Yeah, cause Satan doesn't like anybody. Jesus likes everybody.

Breath in. . . breath out.

A pass it on message by Universal Designs

Spring break. . . day 1

Mom, can I have a snack?
Mom, can I watch a movie?
Mom, can we play video games until our eyes dry up and shrivel out of our eye sockets from lack of blinking?
Mom, when's lunch?
Mom, can we have a snack?
MOM, he won't play with me!
MOM, she's just taking all of the good legos.
Mom, WHY can't I have seven kazillion snacks?
Oh, Mom, can I have a snack?
Mom, I really want to have a food fight!
Momma? what?. . . MOMMMAAA! What?. . . Momma?. . . . what?. . .Dadda!

Spring break, day 1. . . . not successful.
Tomorrow we will be planning something to do.
I thought that one day to relax and just chill would be so great.
Silly me.

Zoo

It's an interesting experience to chaperone kindergarteners on a field trip to the zoo. I'm pretty sure that the kids feel right at home there. Paige sniggled up next to this friendly baboon and insisted that we take pictures of her. At first, she was a little taken aback by their looks.

so concerned: "Mom, OH NO! Somebody shaved the hairs off of their bum!"

It didn't take her long to get over it. She's very accepting of others. She wasn't really concerned that her school friends weren't in the picture. Like I've always said, make new friends and keep the old. One is silver and the other is a baboon.

About 1/2 hour into the visit, the girls insisted that they needed quarters for the foot massagers. It's going to be a long day.

From the moment we boarded the bus I heard voices rising about the chaos, proclaiming their ravaging hunger.

8:45 am people. . . 8:45 am.

By 10:3o they had gotten their way. Lunch it is. After all, there is nothing more exciting than sack lunch on field trip day. I may be a little out of the loop though. I mean, the kid next to me busted out a can of vienna sausage and tanked the whole thing. It smelled like the monkey cages. Is this what the kids are demanding these days, vienna sausages? We had plain ole' turkey on wheat. How boring for us right! :)

Who let the 3rd grader on the bus with the kindergarteners? A head taller than the whole class. . . . and she wouldn't have it any other way! Her favorite part of the field trip was Sting Ray Bay. I didn't get any pictures there. We touched them and she freaked out a little, just a little.

"Mom, I DON'T want to touch the black ones, because they're creeeepy!"

She also loved the lions.

courtesy of the phoenix zoo website

Personally, I liked the lions and sting rays too, but the ravens and golden eagle were pretty entertaining too.

Paige: What ARE those birds?

Me: They're ravens.

Paige: You guys! They're called Raisins!

My groupies. They called me Mrs. T.

They sang "Skidda Marink-A-Dink-A-Dink" all the way to the zoo.

Paige slept all the way back from the zoo. I have to admit, I dozed a little too. The kiddies next to me kept poking me and laughing. Maybe it's 'cause my mouth was hanging open. No, seriously . . wide open.

A new man!

Guess who got their braces off today!

Here was the little fella spring 2009.

And here he is now!

He celebrated with a large pack of beef jerky and a large snickers packed with peanuts and chewy caramel. . . both forbidden with braces.

AWWW! What a handsome lil' fella! (Seriously, I can only get away with these nicknames for a short time longer. I've got to use them as often as I can.)