Easter went well.  We did an egg hunt with the kids and they found all the eggs pretty qucikly...I think they have been practicing.   My mother-in-law came over and she got to spend some time with kids.  She has not been here for about 7 months so she got to see all the nice improvements we have made on the house. She really liked the kitchen island (so do I!).   I never got around to dying Easter eggs or doing the Resurrection eggs.  I guess with a new baby the time just goes by so quickly.   

We have been doing school this week in order to catch up from the time missed from my C-section recovery.  My son (7) is doing so well with his reading and my son (5) is just starting Phonics Pathways.  I'd like him to read so he can enterain himself.  he is a bright child and always looking for something to do.  When you can read-you can always find something to do!

I finally found my Laurel Harp and Wreath poetry book which has been missing for a few months.  (It was hiding in the car my husband uses for work-very weird)  Anyway, my son (7) enjoyed reading some poems with me.  Maybe it was better than I didn't shove poetry down his throat and let him develop a little before I introduced it.  After we finsihed up with a few poems he asked me to read "the Bible verse about the shepard".  I knew he meant the 23rd Psalm.  I was so happy that he remembered that passage from a while back!    Sometimes you wonder WHAT kids remember and then you get these really exciting moments!  I also had the pleasure of explaining the 23rd Psalm to him and how it was read at my mother's funeral (he was too young to remember that).  I showed him the roses that I saved from the floral arrangment and pressed in my Bible on the page of Psalm 23.  He was really interested in that.  That is one of the things that I adore about my son (7)  that he is so senstive and deep.  He really enjoyed seeing that and hearing me talk about the flowers at my mother's funeral.  It meant something to him.  His name means "A gift from God" and his gentle soul shows that when I talk about my mother.  It's like he feels my joy and feels my sadness.  A lot of emotion for such a young child.  I know God is going to use that quality.

On a lighter note, my son's tulips have bloomed! Unfortunately the deer have found a little snack for themselves.   Son (7) went out in the early morning to check his flower's progress and some of them were missing.  There were hoof prints in the flower garden too.  My son was quite upset.  So, off to Wal-Mart to find some sort of supplies to build a littel cage for them.  I found some stuff, forty dollars later, and my husband surrounded the flowers with a vinyl fence type thing.  So, the flowers are safe!  It's not as much fun as seeing them blow in the breeze but at least they are not deer nibbles!

The baby has found her thumb and now sucks her thumb and plays with her hair!  I love when they do that.  It's so sweet.  I could watch her do that for hours-just looking at her little face. 

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