Easter Day

This morning, Mason woke me up at 6:30 a.m. asking if he could go downstairs to find his Easter basket. I told him he had to wait until his sisters were awake ... which, thanks to him, wasn't long. Sigh.

Mason found his eater basket ... and his Razor scooter ... he was so excited!

Chicky ... just looking cute ...

Nika ... looking just as cute, with big brother looking on ...

Bubs, showing off some Easter basket goodies ... {So funny ... Mason is sitting here watching me blog and he just told me, "Mom, I don't look cool in that picture. Look at my smile. Look at my eyes. I don't look cool." Haha.

The kids, enjoying their loot ...

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After eating breakfast ... homemade waffles, courtesy of Daddy ... the kids put their silly face stickers on the eggs we dyed last night. Several of the eggs landed on the floor, though. Ahh, the joys of having a 2 and 3 year old.

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We had a nice relaxing day at home. Kyle's sister, her husband and my nephew came over to spend the day with us. I did a cake smash shoot with my nephew ... I thought it was fun ... Jaxson, well ... I think he thought different. Haha.

For dinner, we made a good 'ole American meal ... steaks, baked potatoes, pasta salad and strawberry shortcake. Nope ... no ham here. :o)

After dinner, we did an Easter egg hunt for the kids. There were just 40 eggs total, so that meant each kid got 10 eggs. Mason founds his eggs in about 2.2 seconds, so he proceeded to throw them back in the grass for the little kids so that he could find more of the eggs that were hidden harder for him. All the kids had a great time.

Mason ...

Chicky ... she was having a blast!

Nika ... I wasn't sure whether or not she would participate, but boy did she prove me wrong! She caught right on, carried her little Easter basket and took off for the eggs. She is walking 100% of the time, but she is very wobbly on the grass. She fell a lot, dumping her eggs and picking them up every time. So cute ...

Jaxson enjoying his first Easter ... he was shaking those eggs like crazy ... go Jaxson! BTW ... this is my rockstar nephew who started walking at like 10 1/2 months ... the little dude is crazy!

Easter Eve

Mason: Mommy, does the Easter Bunny wear a costume?
Me: No, he is a bunny ... he doesn't have to wear a costume.
Mason: Well how does he open the door?
Me: He could use his paws if he needed to, but the Easter Bunny is magic ... he doesn't need to go through the door.
Mason: *confused*

10 minutes later ...

Mason: Daddy, the Easter Bunny uses his paws to open the door. But I don't understand because the Easter Bunny can't reach the door knob ... so he just uses his magic.
Kyle: Is that what Mommy told you ... that he uses his paws and magic?
Mason: Yes.

LOL ... I couldn't figure out why he thought the Easter Bunny couldn't reach the door knob. It just dawned on me that he is picturing a real bunny/rabbit in his mind rather than the "Easter Bunny" we see at the mall.

Mason-isms

Me: Why are you guys doing push ups?
Mason: Because Mom, that is healthy for our body.
Me: That's right. That is healthy for your bodies.

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Mason: Mommy, look! That car has Sponge Bob and Tweety Bird on the window.
Me: Yeah, I see.
Mason: But Mommy, I'm not allowed to watch Sponge Bob.
Me: That is right, Bubs. You are not allowed to watch Sponge Bob.
Mason: Yeah, because he says bad words that you don't like.
Me: That's right. You are so smart.

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Mason: Man, I love exercising. Because it is good for your heart!

Ms. Payton

Isn't she beautiful? Clearly I'm biased, but seriously ... I could look at her all day long and never get bored. I'm sure lots of you don't understand that, but oh well. Haha.

The past few weeks have led to some changes for Payton. I pulled her out of Mom's Morning Out. I was on the fence about doing this because I liked that it was an environment for her to be exposed to her typical peers, but we have more important things to do right now. Plus ... I'm not convinced that her teachers for good advocates for her, as far as pulling her along with the class. Err something.

So more important things are on our plate. Like more intensive speech therapy. My girl is getting frustrated. Frustrated that she can't verbally tell us what she wants. Frustrated that she can't always make us understand. Pretty much frustrated that she can't talk. It is leading to meltdowns and quite frankly, frustration among us all.

I had her evaluated by a private speech therapist ... and they are wanting to see her twice per week. On the surface that sounds fine and dandy, but logistically I do not know if it is possible. I am going to try to get her in during the time that she would have been at Mom's Morning Out, but if the timing is not just right, there is no way I can drop off Mason at school, get to therapy (30 miles from our house) and get back to pick Mason up on time.

Logistics, people. Logistics.

We also are still waiting for her special needs school to conduct a speech evaluation on her. I'm confident that once they finally get it done, she will be getting speech for at least a few minutes per day at school. But ... at this point I don't have much faith that the friggin evaluation will be even be completed by the end of school. I hope they prove me wrong.

And ... we are going to start the See and Learn Program. Has anyone else used this program?

Time for school

This morning I registered Mason for kindergarten. Kindergarten, people.

I know I said this when he lost his first tooth a couple weeks ago, but when did he grow up? Where has the time gone? All of a sudden I have this kid who is listening to an iPod, teaching me how to play video games and telling me things that make me wonder, "Where in the heck did he learn that?"

As I walked through the halls of the school today and glanced into the cafeteria, my heart skipped a beat. What if he doesn't have anybody to sit with during lunch? What if he gets teased by the other kids? What if ... What if ... What if ...

Ahh ... all the sudden this is becoming very real. I know in my heart he will do fine, but it makes me very nervous. It will be good preparation for me for when the girls start school ... because I'm pretty sure that will throw me over the edge.