My Popcorn Party Secret

For the past 4 or 5 months I have been exercising every single day, except Sunday. I'm tired and I hate it. The first 3 months I got up at 6 every morning so I could get it over with and have time for other things. But I hate it. I'm so tired and therefore, grumpy. So I've stopped getting up early. I still exercise every single day, except Sunday, but now I do it at 10am or sometimes not until after lunch, if I want to wait for Conner to go down for a nap. But usually I give him a bowl of popcorn and a Disney movie and his own little TV, and ignore him for an hour. Don't judge me! It's healthy popcorn! The downside: every time the TV comes on now he wants to know where is the popcorn?!

I Hope They Call Me On a Mission....

I can't help it, my mind always associates boys who iron their own shirts with missionaries. And every Sunday it makes me giggle that I have a child who knows how to iron. And no, it wasn't me who taught him!

Mother's Day

This is what I woke up to on Mother's Day morning... Double Chocolate Pancakes with Strawberries on top, AH-MAZ-ING!!! (I may have surreptitiously left this recipe sitting on the counter before I went to bed, along with hard to find ingredients. Whatever works, right?)

Easter

Our ward does a fun Easter breakfast, easter egg hunt, and fun games to celebrate Easter. My job was to hide 600 Easter eggs. This is what happened to me after sloshing through gross, wet, muddy grass... My feet were so wet and cold and there is still grass on those shoes that will not come off. Our neighborhood association also held an Easter egg hunt, but only Sienna was willing to pose with the Easter bunny. Easter morning... I love Easter baskets. Growing up, we always found our Easter baskets in the kitchen. Every year, for my kids, I put them somewhere different! I cannot figure out a good place for them that I want to continue as a tradition. Nobody seems to care where they find them anyway.