Before Anything Else

Before I blog or post pics about anything else...I have to tell you that my left hand is burning off at this very moment from jalapeno burns. I have been on the Internet trying to find a remedy. I'm not talking just a little bit of pain here guys...I'm talking major burning that won't go away and actually seems to be getting worse. I'm off to try the rubbing alcohol method.
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Thanks Gisela for the pico de gallo tutorial! My pico was a hit with Josh...but I am paying for it BIG TIME!

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Saturday at Shaw's Cove

What a busy day. After the gym, we came home to find daddy was taking the day off. What a treat! He usually works Saturdays. We met Rae, Toby, Owen, & Sydney at Chipotle for lunch. Conner just ate chips and guac even though I ordered a chicken burrito for him and Wyatt.
Lunch done.
We headed down to Laguna to Shaw's Cove. Where they have tidepools with all kinds of sea life. On our way down Cliff Drive we passed Heisler park which is where Josh and I got married before we were sealed in the Temple. Lovely memories.
We set up our blankets and sand toys then went to explore the tide pools. Josh was a great guide. He got Conner and Owen to touch anemones. Conner wouldn't touch anything again after that. Not a big fan yet.
I struggled with Wyatt. Up and down, up and down. I couldn't let him walk without holding on to him because the ground was too treacherous. I would find tiny little pools that he would splash his hands into. I showed him larger ones with sea creatures. He stuck his hand in an anemone then kept trying to poke it...up we go again.
We went back to the blanket and the kids played in the sand. Filling buckets, pouring water, working together. Conner and Sydney played SO well together. Wyatt ate sand...a BUNCH of it. He chewed on muscles. Which I later felt guilty about because some lady told me they might be poisonous (meaning polluted I'm sure...which yeah, I agree, isn't good). Der.
Wyatt would roll over in the sand on his back. It must of felt good or something. I've never seen a kid that young do that in the sand. He was filthy and kept coming back to me to climb on me (he is going through major separation anxiety) so I was filthy too.
We packed it up. Drove to Ralph's for some steaks, corn on the cob, and potatoes (for potato salad). Then came home to shower and eat.

Showered.

Ate.

Put the kids to bed. I think they were OVER tired because they were crazy and awake for 2 hours after I put them down. Laughing, playing, crying. Conner came down, I went up. I think 6 or 7 times. Finally, one time when Conner came down, Wyatt fell asleep. I took Conner back up and rocked him in the chair (best investment ever...or freebie from Grandma in my case) and he was out in 3 minutes.
As we say in Conner land...NIGH NIGHT.
Pictures to come!

Write When I Can

So, I uploaded all these photos in the next 3 blog entries...took about an hour. I will write within the entries later. Phew.

Vegan Pizza

Gave it another try. Wyatt liked it. Yeah, you guessed right. Conner didn't. Double Grr. Guess we just stick to cheese-less pepperoni pizza.

Easter Sunday

We told Conner the Easter Bunny had visited Grandma's and hid eggs in her yard so he was so excited.We made the big kids wait inside so Wyatt could get at least one egg. Doesn't he look so dapper in his Easter duds?

This was Wyatt's first taste of candy...ok, he's had a sucker or two here and there, but I've never given him free reign. He was like "Wo!" when these candies fell out and he figured out he could shove them all in his mouth.





Conner wanted to use his pumpkin for the eggs instead of a basket. Who am I to argue with a two year old? Besides, it's what makes him him.

This is Wyatt hanging out by the egg basket because he knew that's where the candy was. Brilliant!

Conner still looking for eggs.

This is funny because Wyatt HEARD someone drop an egg and all it's jelly beans flying out. He was SO thrilled, as you can see. He was doing that shaking thing that kids do. Like tensing up all his muscles so they shake then he ran toward the sound making high pitched squeaks the whole way.

Raechal helps Conner get the last remaining egg after he spotted it.

I love his face here...

...and here.

All the kids took turns spinning on the swing. Conner has a hard time holding those legs up...we need to work on his abs a little.

This is the beginning of the scavenger hunt for their Easter baskets at Grandma's. Raechal and Toby set this up. Way cool.

Check out Conner's wet head. Yeah, that's sweat. He gets like this a lot cuz he runs around so much. I think him keeping his shoes on makes it worse. Right now he has a thing about keeping his socks and shoes on...he REALLY likes his black shoes where we criss cross the Velcro.

Wyatt shoving his face between the spindles as he ascends the stairs.

The last clue to getting their baskets told them to ask Grandpa what was the meaning of Easter. But Owen, so smart, told us it was because Jesus would be able to be resurrected. Close enough dude!

Remember these punch balls? Conner, Owen, and Sydney hit it up in the air for like 20 minutes until Conner had a meltdown (from a long day and the fact that he couldn't get to the ball as often as he wished).

Wyatt's hands were super sticky from candy and then he grabs the iridescent Easter grass from his basket. Sticky little mess.

And finally, we have Wyatt hording all the candy he can find in the pouches of his cheeks...while Aunt Raechal pinches his chubby legs.

Easter Eve

How basic can you get with grilled cheese and tomato soup? Conner STILL doesn't like it. Grrrrrrr. Maybe it's cuz its that dang Vegan cheese that doesn't taste quite right...but how does HE know that?

I'm SO tired of making new things and him not eating them.

Conner was totally excited to "paint" Easter eggs. He helped me pour the vinegar over the color tabs and he watched them up close as they fizzed and dissolved.

He added an egg to each pot and luckily they dyed super quickly so we didn't have to wait more than a minute to pull them out and do it all over again. I even let him use the little wire hook thingy majigger to retrieve the eggs and return them to their spots in the carton...how brave am I? Ha Ha.

He kept saying he was "so happy" and gave me these big cheesy grins. Hee Hee. He wasn't smiling later when he got hives on his chest and was scratching himself all day (cuz of his egg allergy). Like Raechal said...I guess this shows me that this allergy is still intact. I might have to figure out something else for next Easter.

I figured he could use the dye to paint some pictures...until he started sucking the vinegar water out of the paintbrush and saying "me yike sigha" (me like sour). Then we were done with that and I just broke out the regular paints for him.

Here's the baskets I made for him and WoWos the night before. Grandparents W sent most of these goodies and I threw in a few things (notice Kung Fu Panda and the egg laying chicken...and stickers).

This is Easter morning and Conner found his basket right away. He meticulously went through it and studied each item individually.

Wyatt liked his basket too...but it sat waiting up high on a counter all day (away from Conner) until I remembered it. Then Conner helped him go through it anyways.