Easter Sunday

I'd really like to say we celebrated in our Sunday best, but we degenerated into everyday wear moments after church. I didn't even get a pic o' the fam in their Annual Easter Finery (thank you Easter candy- the gift that starts immediately and just keeps on givin in spite of our best efforts otherwise. How, just how I ask you, does milk chocolate and something pink? appear on Andrew's shirt-who didn't even have any chocolate- next to the bib, on Bub's tie, and on Morgan's skirt ensemble) And we all coordinated too (waaaaahhhh.) I even slaved away and made Miss a skirt (purely out of desperation, mind you.) Me! Good thing I'm not a vain, shallow person who thinks coordinating outfits make the Holiday. Those people oughta be shot (since mine wasn't worn long enough to be appreciated by all and sundry.)
J/K, I spose. Don't worry, therapy worked, I'm over it.

*Will (possibly...not probably...never) upload a pic of the baskets- a sure case of 'my basket runneth over' since there were 200+ eggs, 6 participating kids. Those are good odds.

Here we are. Happy Easter.
Morgs and Bubs with their culinary masterpiece.

Moments before mass pandemonium.

Morgs posing; Alissa, hanging out.

Lemme at 'em.

What's candy??

This is fun and all, but what's all the excitement over plastic about?

Hope you like 'em boiled

OK. It's a little late. But I was in the mood for eggs. Too bad they've already been eaten. I suppose it's never too late to admire them however. At any rate, here's MnM, Bubs and Madison with their snazziest creations (thanks to the Beaumonts-namely Mary.) Myana and Drew kept cozy, if sopping, in the sink. She loved it. Andrew, not so much. Both were soaked. Got gills anyone?

A New Discovery, a Current Fav

Nothing worth trumpeting, but I am in luv with a new song/songwriter. It isn't just her simple lyrical harmonies, but her ballad-like sentiments. Check it out (second to last on my playlist.) may you fall head over heels as I have. It's good to luv. At any rate, here are the lyrics. Think about it:

Breakable

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

You fasten my seatbelt because it is the law.
In your two ton death trap I finally saw.
A piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret.
Then you drove me to places I'll never forget.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls-
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls-
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

(Speaking about meaningful music, check out The Fray, How to Save a Life, also deep and therefore beautiful. The back story: Slade, the lead singer, was a mentor at a camp for troubled teens. This is his story about an unreachable boy chock full of problems and how his loved ones tried to reach him. Or, What Sarah Said, by Death Cab for Cutie, where he explores love and death. After absorbing it's significance, you almost need a moment of silence as tribute. Pure poetry- poignant and captivating.)

11+ Minutes you won't regret losing

Watch this lecture on attaining your Childhood dreams, and you won't regret it. This is a lecture given by a dying professor. it's his last one. And, it's worth the time.

http://video.stumbleupon.com/#p=ithct48cqw

Pre-Easter Hunting in Earnest

Have you ever noticed that anything and everything is adorable in miniature? It could be dog ugly, but if you make a mini version, suddenly it's de-liteful.

So here's my dilemma.

Easter is around the corner, and Morgan is getting ever bigger. Don't worry, she still ranks as super-cute in my book. Unfortunately, the Easter dresses in her size, don't. I have been everywhere. Unsuccessfully as you might have already guessed. (Aren't you smart.)

I'm about ready to call it quits. Except, I'm no quitter. Instead, I call on all of you: help me. Please? I need a lovely (but will settle for merely attractive at this point) pink, white, green or yellow (unless it's captivating, and available, in a different color) economical (be reasonable) Easter dress (or shirt/skirt ensemble) preferably with sleeves (unless a stunning sweater is available for a song, though dancing is better). If I ask for shoes, is that pushing it? Ok, I won't ask.

Oh, and a matching/coordinating tie for Bub's (sorry kid, it's all about the dress.) Not to mention one for Andy (not mandatory- he can't speak his displeasure, tho I'm confident if he could, it would not be about the lack of coordinating Easter ties.)

Can you stand how easy to please I am? (Yeah, neither can Leroy.)

Tagged!

Instructions:

Four people will be tagged.
You have to answer the questions, then post on the person tagged, let them know they are tagged, and then they post the answers. It is always fun to learn more about people!!!

10 Years Ago I was: A wife of 5 years and a new mother of two (Bub's was almost 5 months old, Morgan had just turned two.) We were living in Indiana, 7 doors down from Leroy's Uncle Jimmy & entourage, and 13 doors the other way from his Dad and Stepmom. I was also Young Women's pres, vteaching 6 people (they were not close either), and was on the tail end of a stake mission. Leroy was working, in school (Purdue), and coaching High School a girl's basketball team (he was non-existent. I went to games or practices to see him.) Those were the exhausted years.

5 Things on my To Do List Today:
1-Attend school
2-Pick up Andrew
3-Pick up kids
4-bake cookies with Morgs (new recipe, will report)
5-FHE

Things I would do if I became a billionaire:
1-Buy a really great cabin! (do i hear an echo??)
2-Share the wealth with: causes I feel are important, friends, and family.
3-Put money in accounts for the future education, missions, & weddings of my children!!!
4-Travel with the fam. ( I want to take the kids to a 3rd world country- we are far too entitled. Then to Hawaii? Gotta throw some fun in there.)
5-Invest (the Market, and local businesses)
6-Finish school
7-Find a plot o' land

3 of my bad habits
1-Apologizing
2-Neuroticizing
3-Not exercising

Places I Have Lived other than here:
1-Valparaiso, IN
2-Rockaway Township, NJ
3-Colonial Heights, VA
4-Charleston, SC (SC 2x)
5-Belleville, IL
6-Memphis, TN (2x)
7-Jonesboro, AK
8-Rexburg, ID
9-Richland, WA (WA 3x)
10-Oceanside, CA
11-Seoul, Korea

Jobs I Have Had (that Paid?)
1-Library
2-Grocery store checker
3-Many burger joints (I am multi-talented in this venue)
4-Receptionist
5-Framer (of art)
6-Newspaper delivery
7-Babysitter


Things Most People Don't Know About Me:
1-I have a bald spot on my head (only noticeable in high winds)
2-I have been in three brochures (have only seen two: for work, but was told of another: for Ricks).
3-I have no naturally occurring birthmarks.
4-I can wear a size 2 shoe in girls.

YOU ARE TAGGED:
Alissa
Brooke
Tammy
Crystal

A gift from Me to You

If you have been a mother for any length of time, you (and this is virtually 100% guaranteed) have felt like a crappy mother. No one knows as well as you your failings, mistakes, and do-over moments (though the kids may think they do).

Well, ladies. This is a moment for you. Anytime you need a pick-me-up-see-I'm-not-that-bad-moment, here's one ready made and in black and white.

Read on:
"[We were ready to leave the Ikea parking lot when] this chick pulls up next to us. I was busy putting the boys in their carseats when I hear this lady talking to Greg. I could hardly believe what she was saying. She asked Greg if he was in a hurry. I am sure Greg thought what I thought..she needs help loading something in her car...which was just fine because he does have awesome muscles..(at least thats what I hear him telling himself every morning in the mirror!) Oh, no..just wait. Greg said he had about ten minutes before he needed to leave for an appointment. She proceeded to tell Greg that her CHILDREN had fallen asleep in the car and was wondering if he would watch them while she shopped. That was about when my jaw hit the freaking pavement. I should have gone over and questioned her right then and there but I was in shock.. instead I told Greg he didn't have time. But, Greg is way way WAY too nice. He said, well, I have ten minutes but that is it. She said, "oh, well, how long are the lines? I'm not sure I can be that quick." Greg told her they weren't to bad and there she went. She ran off into the store. She didn't ask us our names or anything. So here we sat in the IKEA parking lot watching some lazy unfit parent go into shop while we watched her children. No joke. Poor kids. When she ran off I seriously said some choice words and then in typical "Becky Fashion" I started looking around smiling and wondering where that camera was. Was I being punked and if I am, I just said a potty word. I couldn't help myself. What kind of mom leaves her children with complete strangers? I know we are in Utah and I know Greg and I look like "upstanding citizens"..okay maybe just Greg does because she didn't ask me...but say we decided to take the kids..or even better..ditch the kids because we waited so long. I couldn't get over it. Greg thought it would be funny if we just moved the car so when she got back she freaked out....oh funny until you get arrested Greg for kidnapping!!!!! That would be a real knee slapper. Anyways we waited and she came back about ten mintues later and just said thanks and hopped into her car."

There you have it, if you've never done that, you are ahead of at least one person in this world. If that doesn't reassure you about yourself, I don't know what it's gonna take. (Of course, there are so many other angles you could take about this story, but none of them fit my purpose, so it can wait for your comments!)

Have a Great Day, and Happy Parenting!