Easter Festivities...

My modem has once again condescended to do a little work for me, so here are the Easter highlights:

Dying eggs. This was Timothy's first year to participate, and it was with great fear and trepidation that we let him anywhere near the dye. For further explanation, see "Timothy Joins the Blue Man Group". However, he did very well, and the only disasters were minor and in the form a few smashed eggs that he threw into the dye a little too hard. Blue egg salad, anyone?

I, have crazy eyes in this picture. No idea why. But since this is the only picture of me I figured it should be included. For posterity. If posterity reads my blog.

Gabe often reminds us of "Little Orphan Annie" cartoons. Poor kid, there's such a glare on his glasses that you can hardly tell he has eyes.

Timothy decorated his eggs with Sesame Street stickers. Then he peeled them all off and stuck them all over the house.

Chris looks amused. Timothy looks cheesy. What I'm saying is that this picture is very true-to-life.

Easter morning! I have to share that when the boys came out of their rooms, they found empty baskets (we like to make them work for their candy) and Timothy was confused by this. "Where are my eggs?" he asked. "You have to find them," sez Chris. Off Timothy ran to the kitchen. He flung open the fridge and yelled, "I found them!" Yes, we have the weird kid that would rather eat hard boiled eggs than candy. Ok, not once he discovered the plastic eggs filled with candy, but he still ate a hard boiled egg for breakfast. Shudder.

"Look, an egg!"

Gabe's favorite thing in his Easter basket was another book in the "Series of Unfortunate Events". Well, that and a plastic cow that poops brown jelly beans when you push down on its back. Yes, it's disturbing, but I can't complain because I'm the one who bought it!

Eating Peeps! A child after my own heart!

Quick, take a picture before someone gets candy on their Easter clothes! Here we are, at Mom and Dad's right after church.

Time to hunt more eggs! We went a little overboard this year...I think there were about 10 dozen eggs total. And only four kids to hunt them!

I feel bad that there aren't more pictures of Gabe on this blog. Truth be told, I tend to take them vertically, since he's now so tall, and I can't figure out how to flip them so they're not sideways. Anyway, here he is right off the starting line, ready to find some eggs!

Gabe and Lane, trying to balance their baskets of loot.

This cracked me up. Timothy's rollerblades were right by the back door. All four kids ran straight by them and never found the eggs hiding inside!