So last week, it was all,
and this week, it was all,
And since this beautiful weather just happened to coincide with Easter break, I've been feeling pretty happy. And fat and sassy.
I have been chomping at the bit to add more molding to the front rooms (it's a sickness, really--), but I knew, while the kiddos were out of school and the weather was behaving so nicely, and there was a lovely holiday going on and all,
that it was time to put away the tools, vacuum up the sawdust, and focus on things like boys 'n sun 'n dirt,
and going to the park and making various flavors of snow cone syrup that has made my floor endlessly sticky.
I'm saying it's been a good week. 'S what I'm saying.
Oh! And so we had this neighborhood Easter egg hunt 'n stuff, and it was then that I realized--
all I have to do is out-run these kids and hip check people out of my way and the world could be mine?!?!
And so I hooked myself up.
SUCKERS. But then the hubs was all,
"Honey! What are you doing?? This is for kids!"
and I'm like,
"WHAT?!? EW. Next time I'm marrying for money!"
And there was this audible gasp.
Oh, I kidd. But my neighbors are cooler than yours.
Unless you are my neighbor. Then you would have cooler neighbors, because I would be yours.
Oh, I kidd. But seriously, there was a lot of eating. Because good weekends always include a lot of eating, don't they? Of course they do. Oh good grief these were heavenly.
And have you tried my world famous triple berry syrup? It's AMAY-ZING. So amazing, that no one knows about it and no one ever asks for it.
And the nude 5 year old chose maple, instead.
But he can't even dress himself so his opinion doesn't count.
And there was a couple evenings of indoor shmallow roasting-- and half the neighborhood was over here toasting shmallows,
and you should know that I have an unnatural fear of fire, so whenever they caught fire, I was like freaking and all "BLOW IT OUT BLOW IT OUT!". So I might have ruined it a bit by being the freaky mommy.
But other than that--
it was awesome.