It's been a busy week! We had an action-packed Easter weekend and we haven't slowed down since. So here's a quick recap: Saturday, Mike and the boys headed to Michigan to visit with Barb and Kevin. Reports indicate that they had a wonderful time jumping (Max) and discovering the wonders of the automotive bungee cord (Liam), but Mike forgot to bring a camera, so I have no visual evidence. Guess we'll all just have to take his word for it.
Easter was fun! The boys were excited to see the wonderful things that the Easter Bunny had brought them (a new puzzle and new DVD each). Of course, they also got presents from B&K and a basket from my parents as well (with Melissa & Doug toolboxes!) The big family gathering (for 55) was at my mom's this year, and everyone had a wonderful time. We ate great food, visited, and watched the kids scurry around in the frenzy of the egg hunt.
And that's where things get interesting. Let me backtrack a couple of days to tell you about the time Mike caught the boys in our room, using my new camera. That's right, my precious birthday camera. When Mike took it away from them, the lens was a little smudged, but it seemed all right otherwise. Hah -- famous last words! When I uploaded pictures tonight, I found this little gem, which I definitely didn't take myself (I also definitely didn't authorize Max to sneak that much chocolate down his gullet!):
So, back to Easter. I didn't realize that Liam had changed all of the settings, so imagine my surprise when the first half of the pictures turned out to have funky coloring. Some of them turned out quite nicely! I guess I have to give the devious little guy some credit.
I'm especially fond of that last one with the mailbox. The coloration really shows off my mom's delicate paintwork. By comparison, the color pictures seemed almost dull:
In typical holiday fashion, the boys ate themselves silly. We kept taking their candy away, only to turn around and find that they'd conned a cousin into giving them more. A couple of times we had to pry Jolly Ranchers and jawbreakers out of their mouths. But really, if that's not the mark of a happy Easter in the mind of a little boy, what is?
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