Well we had a wonderful Easter, thank you for asking.
The Easter baskets were a big hit:
But once he realized he could combine everything into a funky dress-up costume, he was cool with it:
Those nets (in Mini-Me’s hands and on Bucket Head’s head) are from the “Dollar Spot” at Target. The kids are so excited to have their own nets to catch critters outside. They just love lizards and bugs. Bless their hearts.
So that was 6 AM.
Damn kids. I never thought I’d say this, but I’m actually looking forward to the teen years. Maybe then I’ll get to sleep past daybreak for once.
Thus, between the lack of sleep, the shit load of jelly beans/cake/Easter Bread/pineapple pie/sugar cookies, and the glorious end of my Lenten promise to abstain from alcohol, I’m a bit of a bloated grumpy hot mess today.
Oh what fun you can have with an iPhone and a free iFatFace app. I should print that out and tape it to my refrigerator to remind me to put the chocolate bunny down and make some raw kale salad. Sheesh.
As an added bonus, all three of my kids are home from school today terrorizing me with their outrageous demands that I feed and clothe them. The nerve.
But before I stick my babies in front of a SpongeBob marathon while I “rest my eyes,” I absolutely MUST share the grilled leg of lamb recipe my husband rocked yesterday. I don’t usually care for lamb, and now I know why. Yesterday was the first time in my life that I ever ate properly prepared lamb!
It was SO good, I went back for seconds. And you should know that this grilled lamb was competing with my sisters-in-law’s homemade ravioli and meatballs (our Italian family tradition for Easter). So the fact that I would choose seconds of lamb over that? See what I mean? It was THAT good.
Here is the recipe. The Gatekeeper prepared it by the book and it was amazing. I sure hope I don’t have to wait a whole year to eat this again! Truly magnificent!
Okay SpongeBob, here we come, honey.
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