Not a lot to say – just some pictures from our weekend…
(Read:trying to distract them while Brad hid the 873 plastic eggs.)
(“Peter rocks”? Seriously? Where did he learn that phrase?)
Crying because he won’t get to see the end of Dora the Explorer. Seriously.
The ONE picture I got of Peter since the boys were running late. Samuel and I stayed home and listened to the service because Samuel was sick. Poor Samuel – no one likes to be sick but he was really sad to miss church. In the end, we all played games and had a nice, quiet afternoon together. Oh, and yesterday found out Samuel has Strep. Good times, good times.