Two nights in a row...

For those of you not "in the redneck know" the following are our pictures with Gravedigger, the greatest monster (or "monker" if you ask Ethan) truck around.

Emma kept crowding into the picture. She looks all crazy in this one...
Ethan driving the monker truck
Emma and Ethan in front of Gravedigger. You have to mentally say that name like this: GRRRAAVVEEEDIGGER!
This was some kind of trophy for winning something or other. Ethan was refusing any more pictures since he couldn't drive the little mini Gravedigger that was on site. It was his form of rebellion.

Here comes Peter Cottontail, hoppin down the bunny trail

Friday my awesome boss let us out early, so I came home, gussied up the kiddos and we headed to the mall to see the Easter Bunny. This is a modern Easter bunny who gives away chips and pretzels. I was pretty happy with the two minute photo shoot:

Don't they look sweet and innocent? Yeah...the night before they were Satan and Satanette. Let's just say it involved noodles in the floor, fuschia nail polish, sprays of Windex on the hardwood, and all the couch cushions pulled off the couch. In the same night.

Saturday we had a cold but successful Easter egg hunt at church. Here's Ethan, sorry for the blur but he was in motion.
Emma hunting eggs
Here are a couple from Easter Sunday. It was really bright and sunny out so excuse the squinty eyes.
Nanny and Gramps and the twinks.
Hope everyone had a Happy Easter!

My bebes are gone, so I'm posting pictures

My mother in law is keeping the kids for the night since she's babysitting tomorrow, so the bebes are gone and I'm posting some. I wish I could say I was enjoying an exciting evening but thus far it's Chinese takeout, the internet, and later a rousing game of "clean the nastiest parts of the house before CPS comes."

Anywho, Emma and I enjoyed this on Wednesday:

Ethan and Daddy saw Horton Hears a Who at the same time. Unfortunately Ethan was discouraged by the fact that there were no Horton souvenirs, although I'm told he ate his weight in popcorn.

Here's Emma pre-show.
Here are the dancing ponies and their friend Spike the Dragon. Or dinosaur. I was never sure. The dancing ponies disturbed me a bit, but Emma didn't seem to notice that their back legs didn't move.
Emma's favorite pony Minty...her other favorite Pinky Pie was also a star of the show.
Emma toward the end. She was pondering the quickest route to the stage. Approximately 5 minutes into the show, she informed me, "Mommy, I'm ready to go onto the stage now." I guess she thought they needed some little girl performers. She's going to be a star someday.
All of you out there can say you knew her when...when she informed me her $3 lemonade had boogies in it and she refused to drink it! (evidently boogies taste precariously like fresh squeezed lemonade pulp. Who knew?)

Finally updating

Hello all you bloggers out there! I'm finally updating. Here was our Sunday afternoon project. Gotta love the egg dying! Our kits this year were Cars and Princesses, our two favorite things right now.

Can you tell how much fun Ethan is having? And, um, do you think that dye comes out of a cream colored button down shirt?

Emma making purple eggs. She figured out how to make them purple by dying them pink then dropping them into the blue dye. Impressive!
After the eggs were dry, we used stickers to complete them.

Some of the finished products.
Keep an eye on Sophie's page, since we attended her birthday party and Sophie's mommy's pictures are always way better than mine. I'll try to publish mine tomorrow.

Funny things heard in my house lately:

Emma: Mommy, I want some air conditioner in my hair. (speaking of HAIR conditioner)

Ethan: (after being asked if he'd rather marry Sophie or her friend Gracie) I want to marry Sophie's mommy!!! (there you go Mrs. Carr, or should I say Mrs. Robinson??)

Ethan: (answering the question of what he wants to be when he grows up) A doctor, a knight and a racecar driver.

Just when you think you're a good parent

Along comes the video of the 17 month old who can read. Geez. I thought we were doing good because my kids can read their names, the word stop and the word welcome (a new one from this weekend). Hope they never have to face this kid in class.