Sunday, April 19, 2009


I think Easter brings out the best in... some of us. There are those that spend this time of year thinking about the "true" meaning of Easter, and then there are Wehrmeisters.

Don't get me wrong I do my fair share of talking to the monsters about Jesus and how he died for us, but sometimes it's on the way down the candy section looking for Russell Stovers Milk Chocolate Marshmellow Easter Eggs.

My girls seem to handle the Easter season okay, but the boys seem to have a problem worse then mine. I've always known that Tommy's sweet tooth was stronger than his conscience.

One morning (when he was 2) I found him asleep on top of a pile of chocolate. It was melted chocolate and it was all over his pajamas and face and hands. In the middle of the night he had climbed on top of the Fridge and taken all of the chocolate up to his room and then he tried ONE bite of each item.

Preston isn't as stealth yet. If he sees candy, he just does this high pitch scream (kinda like the national service broadcast system, that if it were an actual emergancy would be followed by information).

It's pretty effective, if he can't get something from a sibling, he usually has me begging for someone to give him something just to get the noice to stop. Yep, he's already getting good at manipulation.

This year we did a really good job of hiding all of the candy so that they weren't able to eat it ahead of time. The only problem is that we hid it in Adam's tummy. He has been stressed about boards so at night he would take the candy up stairs and eat it. Usually all of it.

This year we went out to St. Louis for Easter. We actually went out Wednesday night and stayed till Sunday afternoon. Adam got more work done on the house and by the time we left the painter (not Adam) had primed the bedrooms. We've also ordered the carpet and we now have a ceiling in the kitchen. He was able to escape from the house work just long enough to have an Easter Egg hunt with Gram (no pictures here, but just close your eyes and imagine 4 monsters running around outside of a house looking for candy)

We stayed with Nonnie and Poppy and it was wonderful. Easter was great, they woke up on Easter Morning and were so happy to find their baskets. I've attached photos of them in their "true state" no bows or brushed hair. Just the monsters eating candy at 6:30 AM (every child's dream come true)

Oh and yes we did discuss the real reason for Easter. Although, in our house we try to make Jesus a regular topic, not just one that we talk about when Holidays come around


The Pagets in Florida said...

Easter was Fast Sunday here. Our kids didn't get the Easter Bunny visit until we got home from church. Fortunately it starts at 9:00 am. I felt sorry for all of the parents with already sugared up kids.

Kelli said...

Your very last line said it all. Bless you, Jen, for being such a good mom and such a good example. I am gonna miss you.

Amy R said...

Yeah, I don't think we had many big talks on the true meaning of easter when I was kid. Mostly we found eggs and ate candy. But somehow I figured it out anyway.

Sam Ransom said...

Oh I love it! I would have helped you hid some of the candy in my belly! I think the pictures of that morning are just perfect. They would look weird if they had their hair done and all prettied up.