Coloring Easter Eggs

I decided that I would try a new way of cooking the eggs this year...and I'm not sure if they turned out because we haven't eaten them yet.  But I basically baked them at 325 for 30 minutes.  WAY easier than boiling, cooling, and drying.  Supposedly the yokes turn out more tasty this way. I am thinking deviled eggs for lunch tomorrow?? hm.

Anyway, here's a montage of photos from coloring our eggs.  We totally went old school with the dye and vinegar.  Nothing fancy like tattoos, stickers, paint, tie-dye, etc...too much work for me. HA! I do believe that Rhettsy loved it the most.  He was a little obsessed and we actually colored a raw egg just because he couldn't get enough.  They were his babies as you will see in the photos.

Point Defiance Ferry Field Trip

Macrae's preschool class field trip on the Pt. Defiance Ferry to Vashon Island.  

It was snowing, raining, windy, and freezing.  

But the kids LOVED IT! 

Dress-ed

complete with girl underwear, macrae let isla dress him.  (some things you just don't take pictures of-like boys wearing purple flower underwear)

he said "mom do i look creepy?"

and then after 2 minutes "i want to wear a boy dress now!"  

Brother Love

a few weeks ago Isla came to me and said "MOM, macrae is always following me everywhere i go! and i'm so tired of him following me!  "

before i could even think of a response macrae (who was just two steps behind her) says, "that's because i love you, isla!"

isla was flattered and they ran off together.

imagine my surprise when two days ago macrae says "mom, rhett is always following me and i don't like him following me!"  

i reminded him that he follows isla and he does so because he loves her...so rhett must love him too.

the last week has been crazy.  the two boys have been serious BOYS.  lots of wrestling, mess making, and running going on around here.  it's driving me crazy.  i am not sure how to deal with the noise and chaos.  i don't like it.  but what am i to do?  put the kibosh on their fun??  sometimes i get angry with them when they sneak out of the backyard and end up down the street.  (it's a bit embarrassing when the neighbor brings them home right?)  and i do make them stop when i find them covered in toilet paper, pieces all over the bathroom and the bites out of the roll? or the endo files all over the carpet...

 but ultimately, i'm trying to relax and let them be brothers.  

 

 

jammer time

this is Bill.  he's a city cowboy.  with a real horse.  and the horse, he's Jammer.

my horse girl can't wait to ride him! she's been talking about a horse named "Stubby" since we saw it on the beach in Ocean Shores 3 years ago.  She didn't even get to ride Stubby because by the time it was our turn to ride, his foot was hurt.  

Now she has a new horse to love... 

And she even got to ride this horse!!

and thanks to my dad (a cowboy at heart) my kids have cowboy boots.  Red Riding boots, to say the least!

Check out Emry on Jammer! (yes,that's a carrot in her mouth. She's THAT cute!)

Thanks to the Parkers for sharing Jammer with us!