the Essence of Lacie

Hyrum: "No singing at the table!"

Lacie: "You mean, on purpose?"

Need a laugh?

For some reason this is tickling my funny bone to the extreme right now. Much more so than when I first saw it.

I needed a good laugh tonight. This worked.

Happy? Easter?

Each year I have grande plans of doing some great, elaborate, spiritual, meaningful Easter celebration... It hasn't yet happened. Last year we told the kids the Easter Bunny couldn't make it because our house was too messy, and that he had to come a week later... Hey, at least they bought it!

This year I was determined to get matching/coordinating Sunday outfits for everyone. Can I just remark on how incredibly hard that was?! Sheesh! For anyone who hasn't gone dress shopping for girls lately, let me educate you on this frustrating little fact: you can find every kind of frilly, ruffly, girly, fun, plain or elaborate, darling, gorgeous, cutesie, or whatever-you-are-looking-for dress in sizes newborn through size 6/6X. After there that? Fat chance. Everything is fashioned after trendy teeny-bopper styles that are WAY too mature for the pop singers, let alone the teeny-bopper fans. Aargh!
So after 7 hours, 16 stores, 2 cities, and a couple of fist-fights later when I'd finally collected an ensemble that would work I was THRILLED! And then too exhausted to do a proper egg-hunt. Priorities, right?

Easter loot

Andrea's haircut I gave her. Not bad, huh?

Dinner from our very generous neighbors. Fortunately they made it "to go" so we didn't have to actually eat it in front of them. I've never been a big fish fan, and the eyeballs seriously creeped me out!

Also from the neighbors. You can't see it very well, but that's shrimp and avacado. I imagine it was divine for anyone who likes seafood, but, like I said, not a fan.

So?

I fed my kid a piece of bread, string cheese and green beans for breakfast this morning.

...

I like to think of myself as nutritionally progressive.

See?

He's happy.