After a long year {it seems}, we took a long, deep breath yesterday after our big 'launch Sunday' that we've been striving for the past couple months and then exhaled reeeeeeal slowly.
Sunday night as my kids wandered into the house, I told them, in all seriousness, to pick really comfy PJs because we were living in them the next day.
Our Monday consisted of way too many movies, trashing the house with Easter grass {aka snow, spaghetti, pure Fun}, no-silverware-necessary meals, no brushing of anyone's hair, definitely no showing, nothing but Easter candy for snack, and lots of snuggles.
We hung out in the long-awaited sunshine that was here today gone, hiding behind nasty rain clouds, tomorrow. We ate all fancy like on the back deck while our filthy, old-man, def dog tried to snatch food from the children. We went on a "lizard hunt" up the back of the mountain behind our house.
We slopped jugs of bubbles all over the outside furniture trying to figure out how to use the new I'm-so-lazy-I-don't-wanna-blow-bubbles-for-my-kids' contraption.