This weekend (well, starting Friday) we took all 4 kids to the doctor (strep tests for the whole fam!), took everyone to the zoo and to visit the Easter bunny, hosted a mixed faith family Ester/Passover celebration for 18, and cooked a sweet little Easter dinner for our own slightly larger than average family (well, the sweet potatoes and world's cutest tiny ham are in the oven right now). In addition, we cleaned the house before and after our party, and we do/fold/put away 6 freaking loads of laundry A DAY because somehow, the addition of a 6-pound person means TWICE THE FREAKING LAUNDRY.
I do not yet love this stroller (SO HARD TO TURN) and neither do the kids since it was totally empty at the zoo while Cooper walked and Dorothy rode in the Ergo because she hates her carseat with a fiery passion.
We crammed as many tables as we could into the room and decorated with paper goods and ordered all the food. But still! Feeling competent!
So many Easter baskets
Jack in a duck suit he wore as a toddler.
Poor Dorothy-- she didn't like the noise yesterday and kept trying to eat herself to sleep. Because we had a bunch of people over, I didn't just sit on the couch with my shirt open so she could have a boob pillow like always. Instead, I fed her and then tried to let others hold her. But then she'd cry and we'd do it all again. Finally, when the house was quiet at 7, she passed out eating and stayed asleep until midnight,
Easter morning! Rainy, so the bunny had to hide stuff inside
Dorothy got a basket of bows, headbands, hats, flowers, and clothes-- love it!