Easter and Stiles

Dear Dallan and to all those who are looking for a good laugh at my expense. ( you know I really should make you pay for those expenses.) anyway the Easter Bunny Hopped on by at our house and Jon and I could have fed Stiles to that accursed bunny. Or at least let the bunny hop ON HIM for a while. Of course getting excited sugar highed Kids to bed is never easy but just when you are sure every one is settled down and Jon and I are industriously shoving candy into plastic eggs and all other Easter prizes are strew about who do you think has to stick his head in and let us know that Hunter is not asleep yet! “Yes Stiles thought it his oldest brother duty to check everything out. After much scolding and promises of a rosy bottom if Stiles did not find his said bottom back in bed this instant Jon and I went back to putting baskets together. As Tradition declares the baskets MUST be hidden some where. So the Easter Bunny hid Stiles in the cupboard with the tools. Marcus found its way in with the phone books. Erica’s was in the window seat where she spends much time coloring and cutting up paper . William’s was under the rocking chair that he is usually left by and Much to the genius of the hour Hunter’s basket found it’s way into the fridge since Hunter manages to help himself to the fridge many times every day. The tired Bunny and Jon crawl into bed and are soon bounced out of bed by Stiles at 1:11 am With shouts of” Happy Easter! And here Mom William is crying so I brought him to you” while he flicked on two more lights! The Easter Bunny’s very quickly became Easter Bears and Violent threats where made. I settled down William again and Marcus who had been woke up with Stiles merriment and Then Turned off what felt like every light in the house. Soon I was tucked back in bed with the Easter Bear and grumbling we fell asleep. AT 2:27am “MOM! I am Hungry, will you make me something to eat” Both Easter Bears have now morphed into prehistoric creatures and are roaring for “STILES TO GET BACK IN BED.” But then the mommy gene kicked in. Hey Stiles if you are really hungry why don’t you get your self a yogurt and then go back to bed. As soon As I heard the Fridge open I knew my mistake for there in the fridge right next to the yogurt was a very festive Easter Basket. Jon realizing my stupidity and feeling hungry himself when and had a midnight snack with Stiles and made sure Stiles went right back to bed after the before mentioned snack. Thankfully they did not start really knocking around the house until about 6:30 on Easter morning and they were again told that there was no way in this world that Mommy would be fixing breakfast before 8:30 and they were welcome to find their baskets and eat whatever candy they wanted to. So the nights become short when your oldest is so wound up with anticipation he can not find any good reason to stay in bed.
Oh and to make our Easter Sunday even better somebody (ahem-Stiles) turned off the oven and when we got home from Church the ham and Potatoes were not cooked. My family thought they were going to starve to death as they waited for dinner to FINNALLY be ready.
In other news William is closer to crawling than he was last week. But not much closer than he was 4 weeks ago. Hunter is no closer to potty training than he was at birth. Erica is registered for Kindergarten next fall and eagerly anticipates attending the school . Marcus is often found outside with either the Chickens or the goats and his imagination is a vivid as it ever was. Stiles does deserved to be bragged about. His Reflections project he did in the fall recently won an “Award of Merit” at the state level. Three Kids from His school won at the state level. In fact the Kid that placed just higher than Stiles and is going to Nationals is a Kid Stiles knows from school. Anyway I am getting fat again and I am often belly aching about my belly aching. I will find out if my baby is a Boy, Girl, Money or a Turtle on the 28th of this month. Jon is busy “homesteading” with the chickens, goats and horses. I think he should be doing other things like painting my kitchen but that of course is not “Necessary.” (if you didn’t read the bitter vibe perhaps you should go back and read it again)
Anyway we love you and pray for you always, The Church is true. Jesus is our Savior. And we have a living prophet today. Work hard and watch out for those tulips and daffodils. (they seem to be popping up every where around here)

Love Monica and rest the Woodin’s