Hey - I speak French. See the "deux" up there? Reading my blog probably reminds you of trips to Europe or, as we world travelers call it, "The Continent". Actually, I'm pretty sure people who say "yee haw" would not be considered world travelers. Two more strikes against me would be:
1) I don't know if "deux" is spelled correctly, and . . .
2) I do not use the word "deux" as much as I use the word "doo".
I AM an expert in that particular subject matter. A lame, pathetic, dorky expert, but an expert nonetheless.
On that note, let's talk about some more Easter stuff. (Nice segue, huh?)
The boys conned Grandma into a quick game of UpWords before school one morning. Come to think of it, I don't think "quick" and "UpWords" have ever been used in the same sentence. Have you ever played it? It's like 3-dimensional scrabble and it takes for - ev- er. My family
has played it for years. Once, when my grandmother and I were playing, we decided to kick it up a notch and used only naughty words. The thing that's so funny is that Grandmother was so ladylike. That she would even know any naughty words was shockingly hilarious to me. My sweet grandmother died last May at the age of 92 and she used to love to tell that story.
Hey, uh guys? What words do you have up there on the board? Huh?
Another game (we love games in our family, can you tell?) and it looks like Katie is playing against Grandma's disembodied hand. I promise the rest of Grandma is actively participating in the game. You know what I think when I see this picture? I think, "Would somebody
PLEASE comb that girl's hair?" Good grief. This stage that Katie is in, the stage where she wants to do her own hair and match up her own clothes? I CAN'T STAND IT.
Ready to color some Easter eggs with Grandma and I know what you're thinking. You're wondering, "Where's Grandpa? Wasn't he there too?"
Well, here is the patriarch of the Kogler clan . . .
. . . hearing first hand about Daniel's insect project. That's an ant. We made him out of plastic Easter eggs that we painted glossy black. I even cannibalized an ink pen and got the little bitty spring out. We used the spring for the ant's neck. He was a bobble-head, Easter egg ant.
Pretty nifty, huh? By the way, Daniel got an A+ on that baby. Oh yeah.
And finally, because I have a deep-seated need to show you that my kids do, indeed, clean up well . . .
Here are the kids in their Easter finery at church. I absolutely love it when the boys wear their ties. It makes me happy in a completely shallow and superficial way. I have issues.
Easter Sunday was a busy day. I sang on the worship team so was at church from 7 am till 12:15, when I raced home to put the final touches on our Easter dinner. We ate at 1:30 and had 15 people here. Everybody brought something and it was yummo-yummy. We had ham, asparagus, homemade rolls and hot cross buns. We also ate spinach salad, turnip gratin, broccoli-cheese casserole and Waldorf salad. For dessert Joan and I made a white chocolate-lemon cake that had a lemon curd/whipped cream/strawberry filling. It was yummy. It was also a pain in the hiney to make. The filling squished out from between the cake layers and the layers started breaking apart. I was cussin' and ready to take that cake and chunk it in the street. I'm glad I didn't - once Joan covered it up with frosting it was fa-hab-uloso.
It was a wonderful day and we got to share it with family and dear friends.
Thanks for letting me share it with you, too.