Luker is now a two wheeled fool.

We worked with Luke twice to help his transition. AND, success!

He was so proud of himself.

I'm so hopeful that this will mean more successful neighborhood outings. A couple of outings ago I actually left Luke halfway home (he knew the way home). He was just going so so slowly that I couldn't deal with it. His slowness might just be the end of me (I have quite a bit of the Road Runner in me and he has zero).

I am so proud of this little boy. On a different walk a few days ago Luke was the first one home. When we got home he told me that he went super fast home because he wanted me to be proud of him. Sweet boy, my Luker. Please continue to try and go faster my son, for the love of all that's holy.

The money hunt.

For Easter we always do a money hunt. The golden egg has a whopping five dollars in it and then a bunch of one dollars, fifty cents, dimes, pennies, etc.

Next year we are going to give the younger kids a head start. We gave Rubby a head start but should have given Luker his own head start. We adjusted and sent Owen off to the far reaches of the lawn after eggs that weren't there. He he he.

Happy faces everywhere.

We had a great Easter, the Easter bunny brought treats in the morning. Chad and I paid dearly for sleeping in that morning we came out to a mess larger than we've ever witnessed. Damn faux grass and chocolate fingers on upholstery.

Random photos of the week.

Guess which one of us is a morning person.

The first and last ice cream man purchase of the year. I sent them with ten dollars and they didn't bring me back a single cent. Mr. Ice cream man ripped off innocent children, that must be the eighth deadly sin. For shame.

The children all being scrubbed clean from their days exploits.

To finish up some well placed nudity.

Doesn't she look guilty.

She can't even smile, the guilt has driven all the joy from her.

Awhile back I was a sewing away on new curtains for our master bedroom (ten panels later, we now have TOTAL darkness). It was quiet in the house. The boys were at school, it was just Lily and I. And she is as a general rule never quiet, unless pure evil is ensuing.

Turns out it was. She was going for the Avatar look.

A good scrubbing later she was good as new. Now go and repent little one.

Owen bites through his tougue

I couldn't bring myself to take a photo of it though. Count yourself lucky. He bit all the way through and it's about and inch and a half long. He even passed out from losing so much blood. It happened at school while running around at recess. I want to pass out every time I have to check it to see how it's healing. I asked my friend whose a nurse to peek at it without explaining much to her. Owen opened his mouth up to show her and she exclaimed, "Wow! I wasn't prepared for that, I've never seen anything like it."

So here is a photo of Owie with his two front teeth and hair on his forehead and cheeks (so much that I even would shave his forehead). Those sweet sweet chubby cheeks. A silver lining was that we got to spend Thursday just Owen and I while Luke and Lily were in preschool. So, it's healing slowly but surely.

On another note Owen has the book Diary of a Wimpy Kid Do-It-Yourself. In it there is a page for you to list your injuries. It has a diagram for you to draw them in. Upon seeing this page Owen exclaimed, "Cool! I'm going to get to draw lots of battle scars on this page!"

So, so true my son.

She calls herself Rubby.

Even Lily has began to refer to herself as Rubby. Hopefully she won't hate Chad and I for not putting a stop to it. That and for publishing photos of her stuffing her face.

I'll make it up to her by posting about how swell she is. She is a very independent girl. She doesn't like to be controlled at all! She doesn't want to hold your hand in a parking lot but she will walk right next to you. She will even put a skip in every third step just for the sheer joy of it.

Rubby. You live with such gusto that we just adore you. We can't wait to see what you become with all that personality you've got. . . and those amazing dance moves.

I do believe

That I have neglected to share with you my favorite photograph taken of all time (taken after hiking to the top of a mountain in Utah).

I love it so much I even blew it up to an 11 x14, framed it and put it right by my computer. I smile and internally giggle every time I look at it. I don't know why, but it just brings me so much pleasure. Pure unadulterated pleasure. Yes, unadulterated.