Beast of an Easter

I'm so lame. Seriously. Look at what my family got for Easter dinner. Yes, we had been traveling ALL day, but still, a frozen $1 pizza? Sad.

~Winner, winner, pizza dinner!~

One of the many wonderful things about having little kids, is that they could care less. Seriously, they were thrilled with the pizza. They were just so ecstatic to be out of the car and were still on their little adrenaline rushes from the egg/basket hunt. We were worried that the Easter Bunny wouldn't have left anything, since we were gone, but he came through in the end (thanks Vance). Don't judge them on their rough appearance. Blame their mother.

~Carson examining his loot~

Here's a little tidbit for you. While egg hunting, Preston was having a case of guys eyes. Trevor and I had spotted one of the eggs and were pointing him in the right direction. We told him to look by the phone and he hopped on the counter and searched and searched, but it was fruitless. We were dying, and the picture shows why. It was literally at his eye level. I, of course, had the camera and took a picture of his bewildered face. He just couldn't understand just what was so hysterical. Maybe it wasn't even that funny, but we were pretty tired.

~Seriously still hadn't found the egg when I took this, can you say "Trevor Jr."?~

I think Carson "won" the egg hunt. He seemed to find them seconds before Preston could. Abby was in the other room raiding their baskets for more candy. I couldn't get her to eat dinner later. She was full from all the chocolate. Don't judge my parenting skills.

~Abby scrounging for more chocolate and trying to put on all 3 of her new headbands~

So, it was a decent Easter, just not much to jump and shout about.