Blooming

I love this time of year when everything is in bloom! Yes the pollen is slightly annoying, but the blooming wildflowers on my hill make me so happy.

The boys are blossoming as well: wasn't that transition flawless...

Drake is talking more and more. He chatters to himself a ton. Man I wish I knew what he was saying!   Dave told the boys he was going to get on an airplane for work one morning. After every nap, or in the morning when drake woke up he would ask," dada airplane?" When I would say yes he would pout.

Speaking of Drake crying (another smooth transition),  he was having a fit about wanting to use a huge spoon to eat yogurt and I wouldn't let him. I set him on the couch, while I took a potty break. As I was walking back in the room, I heard Lincoln singing " you are my sunshine, my only sunshine." He was sitting right beside Drake on the couch, singing the song I sing every night to Drake. So sweet!

Drake put his doggie night, night. Then he decided he would rest too...for about 2 seconds.

Lincoln's teacher suggested I add more structured activities in our day, since he isn't in preschool. He loves to do work books, craft projects and mazes. I'm hoping this structure will make him a little more reverent during his Sunday School class.

Here's Lincoln working on some egg carton flowers.

Easter

Thursday: Dave took Lincoln to our town's flashlight Easter egg hunt. He wanted to spend some time with him before he flew out to Corey's wedding. Tristan and his mom were also there!

Good Friday: The boys and I met up with our MOPS group for a fun play date. The kids got to play outside on the swing set, decorate cookies, egg hunt, and dye eggs.

 

Saturday: Thank goodness for parents that live close by! We took the kids to the zoo, and it was a beautiful day. The boys and I loved watching the chimpanzees play. I told Lincoln they were "ground and pounding" just like he and Drake do. The boys were starting to get tired, so dad went down some stairs to get some ice cream for them. Lincoln followed him and got stung by a bee. His poor hand was so swollen, red and blotchy. We left after a visit to the first aid station!

 

Easter Sunday: The weather outside was not so beautiful, so I took pictures of the kiddos inside. After church, the boys found their Easter baskets, and we made dinner for the missionaries. All of the fun things we did are great, but we did make sure that Lincoln understood the real reason we celebrate Easter. As much as a 4 year old can "get it", I think he did. I am so undeniable thankful for the sacrifice that our Savior made for each of us.