Bunnies, Bunnies, and More Bunnies

Happy Easter one and all. We hope you all had a good one.

Ours was great, complete with 3 egg hunts, lots of candy, good food and gorgeous weather. When the weekend had ended the kids came away with a total of 5 plush bunnies (one of them as big as Karlee). Not sure what I'm going to do with them all-- You know how I feel about bears. But maybe I should start a bunny collection. It's sort of fitting because Brock and I have a lot in common with bunnies. We not only play Easter Bunny once a year but we share another defining characteristic. No, not the ears. Not the fluffy tail. No, we're not herbivores. If you can't think of the OTHER commonality, forget it! I'm not going to explain! What I'm getting at is that we are expecting another baby!
Yes, yes. That would make 3 under 3. How, why? Well, it could be one of many reasons.
1. The obvious reason is we're crazy.
2. We try to keep up with Amy and Steve.
3. I wanted to make sure I was 8 months pregnant for my 10-year reunion.
4. I was afraid I wouldn't be hot enough this summer.
5. I like big butts and I cannot lie.
6. I was getting bored.
7. I don't know what I would do with the extra $40 a month I spend on diapers once Karlee is potty trained.
8. We wanted an excuse to skip out on the Peru trip this summer. Machu Picchu probably isn't all that special anyway.
9. 'Rhythm' isn't a good method if you can't find a beat.
10. Really, I couldn't tell you how or why I'm pregnant again. But I CAN tell you that we are ever so excited for the addition!

It's always something

It's human nature, I suppose, that makes us think that we will be happy when __________ . (You fill in the blank-- ie. it's spring, you buy a new dress, lose some weight, yada yada.) Now, I don't agree with that way of thinking. I think, as Abe (Honest Abe, that is) said, "Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be." But...can I just say that I will be SO happy when Brock is done with this stupid test!!!

I honestly can't take it anymore!!!!

Brock's taking the CFP (Certified Financial Planner) exam at the end of this month. So, for the past 3 months, after putting in his 8+ at the office, he studies 3-5 hours more. Then on weekends, he studies ALL day. He is really busting it and I'm sure he can't wait for it to be over. But I'm sure I'm even more eager for it to end. I try to be tough during the week, but especially when Saturday rolls around and I still get no change in scenery, I about go nuts.

What's sad is that only the top 30% will pass the test, so statistically speaking, there's a good chance we'll be doing this all over in the fall when they offer it again. It's a really big deal if--I mean when-- he does pass it. So, I'm trying to be a soldier here and think of the greater good.

Today stunk. No real reason. I think I just reached my breaking point. Brock's in Boise and the kids and I were inside all day looking out at the yucky weather. Anyway, I spent the day looking forward to bedtime, which is a pretty unfortunate way to spend your life. The highlight of my day was listening to the satellite repair man make fart noises and blame it on Karlee's penguin.

I guess although I don't have a husband--for yet another 2 1/2 weeks--at least I'm in good company, right?

Aren't my kids cute?

Why, yes, they are!