Any holiday is essential to blog about if you’re a blogger. Even if you’re like me, and some holidays are not always played-up, it still seems necessary to document that you did, in fact, exist during that moment in history. Notable events, the things the twins do, and everyday happenings are all things I want to remember, which makes them my blogligation. So, when the twins are older and look back on this blog (which I plan to print into books), they will not criticize me for missing a beat… Like they’ll really notice, or even care. Or look at the blog books, ever. Anyway, the point is, some blogs are blogligations… and I’m sure they’ll find something to criticize me about! Ha!. But, I happen to love blogging, so the term “blogligation” is used in the most positive way.
Easter (Way too many pictures ahead. Proceed with caution.)
We had a lot of things going on Easter weekend that required us to stay close to home. Most of my family was out of town. We went ahead with our regular Sunday routine to get to church. I taught Cradle Roll that morning and we went out to eat. As soon as we got home, the boys went down for their nap. Aunt Pat came to spend the afternoon with us and arrived just as the boys woke up. We let the boys dig in their Easter baskets that I filled mostly with little trinkets to play with at church.
They had a little snack while we waited for the eggs to dry and for Todd to scatter them in the yard.
We had an egg hunt a church a week before. They were all plastic eggs filled with treats/candy. So, when they hunted their eggs this time, they opened the plastic ones in hopes of finding more treats. I think they were a little disappointed to find them empty. They both tried to open the real eggs… Nathan ripped 2 of them up. We did all of this pretty quick, so the eggs were great for their breakfast for the following few days.
We didn’t get a family picture this Easter. We were in rush mode all morning and weren’t dawning new Easter attire, anyway. All of these pictures were taken after nap and in our round-the-house clothes. And, I just need to say, it’s nearly impossible to get any decent pictures of them at all, let alone together or with their baskets. These boys are on the move. And fast.
My brother was in town, so he and Mom joined us for church, then we all went to lunch at Zio’s, as Steven’s treat! YUM! We had a nice time together. The boys have gotten pretty good at eating out, which makes times like this quite pleasant. The rest of the day was good and normal. Nice naps were had, moods were good, and we all just had a nice day together and got some work done, too. Todd ordered me some good ceramic knives I have been wanting and I’m anxious for them to arrive. They will be this year’s Mother’s Day present. Anyone have an extra Mother’s Day card laying around that the boys can give me? Fuzzy…sorry.
The thing about Mother’s Day, to me, is that being the mother to the cutest, most precious, funny twins on the planet is my absolute pleasure. I am so blessed by them every day. They are my joy. To be celebrated for doing the job of mothering is wonderful and appreciated. But, on this Mother’s day, it was really my celebration and awe over the gift of having them as my children. It was This Mother’s day to celebrate.