Easter Candy Coma

Thanks, Chuck

Homegirl brought this to me while we were playing at Chuck E. Cheese. She inserted the coin, posed and waited for the printer to spit out the paper and delivered it to her mother. What a babe.

Da Girlz

I asked Evelyn to guard the stairs so that Scotty wouldn't fall down while I was downstairs gathering stuff to leave. She was a trooper. I totally appreciate children who are grown up enough to help in a major way - hence brain damage prevention duty by the stairs. After a few minutes too long, I heard her repeat something I've said before. But in my defense, I say it whenever someone is too cute and I have to start kiss attacking them. She used it in the literal translation. "Mom! I can't handle it!"

Afton and Johnny boy are adorable together. Bennetts are here for a long laundry list of family events from California and the first day together, these cousins have fun. Afton cleared a spot next to herself on the giant bean bag. "Johnny boy! Don't you want to sit by your best buddy?"

These girlz are adorable. I can't handle it.

Happy Blessing Day, Violet

Sweet, sweet girl. We will never forget the pain to get you here. And the faith and prayers that kept you baking in your mommy's tummy so you would come here without complications. And it was complicated, but you are here. And our God is an awesome God who reigns from heaven above. And he blessed you, sweet girl. You got a name and a blessing and you are blessed to bring joy to everyone around you, to always try to help others, to strive to be as good as you possibly can be. Welcome to earth, beauty. And welcome to our family, cutie. Well done.

William Jones Rocks!

Micah and I were talking about how he could have picked a different number for the ratio between the circumference of a circle and its diameter that would have translated to a better pie baking season of the year when fresh fruit was in abundance, but such is life. You can't change the ratio even though it would have been better for selfish reasons in July. Well, Happy Pi day. We celebrated by making cherry pie and delivering them to the person we know who most loves cherry pie. We made a roux and a raspberry pie for our daddy. I was so happy for my pie dough. It survived my flash freeze in the freezer that was only supposed to be 30 minutes but turned into an hour but it came out great anyway. Not that I tried it because it has cane sugar in it, just like everything else on the planet and my blood test says I am reactive to cane sugar, chicken, green FD&C #3 and #5, hydrogenated oil, gin and boysenberries. Hence cherry pie instead of boysenberry. Hence milk instead of gin on the rocks tonight. We baked together today. Evelyn's shirt ended up with more flour on it than mine but we both started out clean. Shout out to Jacob's state for providing the berries for the pies.