You're invited to my pity party! Jon is off playing in a sand box for a year (gotta be kind of vague) and I haven't cried yet. Until yesterday. When I sewed through my finger. That hurt unleashed other hurts and it just wasn't a good day! The girls are driving me crazy, I have things I have to deal with that I don't want to deal with (setting up the satellite dish is something a guy should do) and just other random crap. I know I'm one of thousands who are going through this type thing but I just want to throw myself a pity party and act like I'm this is only happening to me:) I did talk to my BFF in California for 4 hours. That's right 4!! And I felt so much better:)
FYI, that needle went pretty deep and I had to manually crank the wheel to get it out. I screamed the loudest, longest, creepiest scream I think I've ever heard. I have read in books people saying things like, "I heard a scream and then realized it was me". I always thought WTF? How do you not know you're screaming? Well now I know. And I have some advice: never (or just be cautious when doing this) yell at your child while sewing. Or don't turn your head to make eye contact with the child you're yelling at while sewing.
Easter morning. The Easter Bunny left their baskets at the back door. We woke Emily up and told her to check if the Easter bunny left baskets. She checked the front door and was confused when there was nothing there! We told her to check the other door. It was so cute seeing them oh and ah over what was left for them.
The girls received super large dragons and dinosaurs and fairy wings. Ava got a Shaun the Sheep cup and bowl set while Emily received two used DVD"s. Shhh don't tell her they are used. I'm so glad she's oblivious to that kind of thing. Or maybe she knows and is thinking I'm a cheap mo fo but is to kind to say anything. This is only the 2nd time I've put Emily in a dress for Easter and I'm not even sure Ava's ever worn a dress!
Just wanted to show what spring looks like at our house. And this picture wasn't even the worst day! Emily puffy-eyed, scabby and snotty. Oh and wheezy. And coughing fits till she throws up.