Easter Day!

On Easter Sunday, I had to be at church at 7:30 am, so I missed seeing Sage in her cute outfit. Travis got her ready, and I think he did a great job. After church, we went to his mom's house for lunch. Eletha, my mother-in-law, had more eggs for Sage to find. It wasn't as warm (ok I was freezing), but Sage didn't mind a bit. She loves finding eggs.

I don't know what she's doing, but you can see her cute outfit.
Dramatic.
Sweet girl.
Freezing outside while finding eggs.
I found one!

There's one over there!

Isn't she sweet?
I think we've got them all.
My most favorite pic. My love.

To Mema, Love Travis

War Eagle!

Egg Hunt!

After we colored eggs, Travis hid them throughout the yard. Sage LOOOVED finding them. Of course, she had to wear her princess dress, which was fine because the temperature was 72!

She's so shy around the camera. It's a shame.
She reminds me of the princess and the pea. If there is a SPECK of anything that she believes is in her shoe, all must come to a halt while she fixes it.
Here we go!

He wanted to help so much.
"I see some more!"
"and another over here!"
Pretty red!
Here's another!
Into the bucket, they go!

"Now it's MY turn to hide them!"
Could you resist that face?
She's hiding them.
Hahaha...this is when she hid them.
And Daddy finally found them.

Egg Coloring Fun

Here is our egg coloring debut! I think it's some sort of awesome, but maybe I'm partial. In any case, we had a lot of fun.

The red is my favorite, followed closely by the purple.
She was very careful.
Photo op!
Learning how to do it.
I don't want to mess it up!
Neither does she!
How cool is that?!
My mouth is always open because I couldn't breathe. Okay, I was concentrating!

These next three pics are a series: Scoop it up.
Pour it on.
Fabulous!


My girl.
And Daddy's.

Easter Fun

"The Bunny" actually came to our house on Saturday morning because I had to be at church so early on Sunday. We had no plans for Saturday, so we made a day of coloring eggs and hunting them. The weather was ideal for this on Saturday too. Anyway, Sage was super excited to see what awaited her. As you can see, she was very pleased.

A basket full of goodies and a "belle" princess dress.
Look at her face when she came around the corner. Isn't that great?
"I have to check this out!"
"What I've always wanted!"
How cute is that?
Squishy ball with a bunny inside. I secretly love this.
One of her ballet steps.
Yea!

Partners in crime

Sweet Justice

Marriage is full of ups and downs. One of the downs for us...well ME, is the fact that Travis is a heavy, which is an understatement, SLEEPER. Like I have been literally yelling his name in front of his face to wake him up and he doesn't move. If someone broke in our house to do harm, he'd wake up in eternity before he would ever wake up at home.

On more than one occasion, I've been out later and come home with my hands full. The doors are locked and I could've used a hand to at least UNlock the door. When I finally do get the door open, there he is, 5 feet away, dozing on the couch. A few years ago, right after Sage was born, I worked in a doctor's office that didn't close until midnight. I came home, went upstairs to go to bed and our BEDROOM door was locked. I was beating on the door, half screaming his name because I could not get in. Who did it wake up? My mom. Oh, and then there was the time that I was in LABOR with our CHILD in the HOSPITAL, and he was out cold on the couch. My MOTHER couldn't wake him up to help her help ME. So I've always had a bit of a chip on my shoulder about this.... hahaha....fast forward to last night.

Travis is working late, really late. I stay up for a while watching the ultimate search for the next coyote ugly, to see if I TOO have what it takes, and finally decide I've had enough. It's almost midnight. I roll over to go to sleep. I didn't sleep that well, I guess because he wasn't home, and I want to make sure he gets here safely. So occasionally, I would look out the window to see if his truck was there.

At about 2 am, I hear this tapping sound from downstairs. Chanel is still confined to the downstairs bathroom, so I'm thinking it's her, having just woke me up doing the same thing a few nights ago. I'm kind of in and out of consciousness, when I keep hearing that sound. I look out the window, and Travis's truck is home. So I'm thinking, "Goodness, Travis! Can you make her stop?!" I sleep for a little while LONGER. Finally, when I keep hearing it, I get out of bed, open the door to go downstairs, when I see the source of the taps, which is not Chanel. It is....drumroll.....wait for it.........TRAVIS with the door a centimeter open, or however far it is that the safety latches at the top allow, tapping as loudly as he could to wake me and not Sage. He was begging Mayer, who was watching helplessly from the kitchen, to bark. I knew I locked that one, but apparently when I went out to get Mayer, I had locked the back one too leaving Mista Spence with no way inside. He said he'd been out there for 30 minutes. I should feel bad about laughing at it even now....but I do not. Because I know if that were me, I may as well go to sleep in the car because he NEVER would have even woke up to see if I was there, much less hear me knocking. Until next time!