Easter Hunt

We had Easter at our house again this year (no mountains because the ticks were terrible). It was so nice having everyone over. I was trying to time it just right with Kolby's nap, eating, and the egg hunt and I didn't do a very good job because he ended up being asleep when we did the hunt. I didn't think it would be a big deal at first because I would just sit him out there with some eggs when he woke up, but after taking a picture of all of my babies with their cousins I got super sad he was missing it!  Won't happen again. And after the kids started collecting their eggs we noticed that there were ants EVERYWHERE!!!! All of the eggs with candy in them were COVERED in ants, so we had to open up every single one and get the ants off and throw that candy away before we let the kids take them inside - ugh! stupid ants! Nestle was adorable - she would very gently go pick up an egg and take it over to her spot and carefully open it and eat the contents, then very carefully go get another egg :)

Easter Baskets

Last year we started the tradition of having them draw a picture for the Easter Bunny, then we put it on their Easter basket and I love seeing how all of them are so different :) I just love watching their excitement with the baskets :)

Dying eggs

Crib

So at 10 months I finally moved my baby boy out of my room - into his crib... out of my room. Every single time I've had to do this I get sad, but yes - with him being my last baby, it was even worse this time. And I put it off as long as I could. The crib, and the room was sitting there empty for months - with three children crammed in the room next door, and me, Kevin, and Kolby crammed into our room - it just did not make sense. Kevin kept asking me, "Sooo... when are we moving him into the crib again?" hint, hint... And I'd say, "Yes, I know... I'm mentally and emotionally preparing myself, and that takes a while" Kolby was not sleeping well in our room, he was in the pack-n-play which he liked much better than being crammed in the bassinet, but I knew that he would start sleeping better in the crib. But I love having my babies right next to my bed, not only is it super easy to wake up, reach over and grab them and feed them in bed in the middle of the night, but anytime I turn over or wake up - it's nice being able to look over at them sleeping so peacefully. But he was 10 months old, and it was time. And he loved his crib right away. Starting sleeping better right away and always seemed comfortable. Maybe he knew that it was hard on me and was trying to show me how much he liked it so I would feel better :) haha :)