easter

Here are the Easter shots.

Mallory hopping like a bunny


Max sorting his basket plunder

The Cadbury egg carnage

Fake Cheeser-sorry it's sideways

Long awaited discovery

new swing set

Here is the sweet deal I found for sale while perusing the local community garage sale day.

The kids are just a tad excited. Max had a few twists and bumps before he figured out how to go down the slide correctly. It's a bit steep on our yard's slope, thus the auto-eject at the bottom. Just like the Sneeches, hmm?

birthday

Mallory's birthday cupcakes at her preschool

Preschool easter egg hunt

San Antonio Riverwalk from our anniversary. I loved the Grandpa's hat.

Mallory's birthday plunder from her generous grandmas, cousins, aunts and uncles.


Missing: Mallory's awesome duck pond birthday cake. I'm not the best photographer, and I forgot to use the flash on her birthday cake shot, so all we got was some candle glow. Well, it tasted really good anyway.

no digital pictures

We've had a lack of pictures this month because for our anniversary in February, we forgot to take our digital camera and had to buy a cheap disposable kind. Then we had to use it all up when we got home so that we could get our anniversary pictures developed, so we didn't use the digital camera for a while.
Mallory's birthday was last week, and Patrick visited us from USU as well. It was a fun and busy week, so I'm glad to have life back to normal now. For Mallory's birthday we went to Incredible Pizza (like Chucky Cheese's, only awesome in every way). We invited one of her friends, and another couple (I'm holding off the big birthday party for friends until she's five).
Max goes into nursery this week, which means I can maybe enjoy church again; at least after sacrament meeting. I think the hardest part about max on Sundays was that I couldn't even talk with other parents in the halls. He didn't slow down long enough for that. One glance away from that boy, and he was out the doors heading to the road. A leash would have come in handy. My mom used to tie jingle bells to my shoelaces when I was a kid so she wouldn't lose me. Sorry, mom.