"Real" Easter

Saturday night found me up late stuffing eggs, and helping the Easter bunny with the placement of the toys/candy he had brought the boys (he just left everything in a WalMart bag on top of my wardrobe!)

I had everything all perfectly placed, with a cute little trail of eggs for the boys to follow to their main gifts when James came home.  He comes into the playroom, without noticing the eggs, then looks down and swears...then starts to pick up the eggs.  Why are they all over the floor??  I'm annoyed, but tell him calmly to follow the trail...then he gets it and puts the eggs back.  Men.

Sunday morning, Hunter woke up first, so we waited until Drew woke up before we followed the trail (H didn't notice the eggs, so it was easy to make him wait).  Once Drew was up, we followed the trail and found their loot.  They were both super excited.  Hunter didn't waste any time and got right into the chocolate.

Following the trail..H found his first egg, and sat down and ate it.  Smart little man.

We are really into lego now!

Super giant Kinder egg!!  WOOHOO!!

Drew ran into wake James up to show him what the Easter bunny had left.  I didn't stop him...there are some things you shouldn't miss because you are sleeping.  James hung out with us for a bit, then went out to the barn and then we were all on our way to the Glen for Easter lunch.  James took a few hours off to join us for the meal...he didn't have to be at work until 4.

The level of excitement rose significantly once we arrived.  Papa had finished putting up the trampoline. Drew went running inside to get Nana to come play outside, when he got even more excited.  Nana had left all of their gifts for the boys just inside the door.  Drew came running back out..."Nana and Papa got us TOYS!!!"  It was really cute.  Poor Hunter was sleeping for all of this.  He fell asleep in the van and I transferred him into the crib.

After some play time, aunt Fran and Henk arrived, and Jamie took Drew on an Easter egg hunt he had set up.  We had a yummy turkey lunch, and then just hung out for the afternoon.  James left at 3 and so did Aunt Fran and Henk.  The boys and I stayed on until after dinner.

Hunter wasn't interested in dinner, which is very unlike him.  He felt warm, and was kind of falling asleep in my arms.  All of a sudden he barfed all over the place.  Fun times!  The poor little man.  We cleaned him up, got him into his jammies and then he kind of half-slept on the couch while I readied Drew for home.  Getting Drew ready for home was not an easy task.  He was so cranked up on chocolate the excitement of Uncle Jamie being home that he was fighting me tooth and nail.  I almost snapped, but held it together (kind of) and literally dragged him out of the house and into the van.  Drew crashed in the van, so once home I took Hunter inside and plopped him on the couch (he was wide awake) and then took Drew upstairs to bed.

I tried giving H tempra, but he puked all of that up too.  He was easy to put to bed, he was so exhausted and slept until 5 this morning.  He seems to be doing better, I'm praying for no more puke!!

Happy Easter!