easter scrooge.

i have been grumpy all day.

not a sad grumpy.

an irritable grumpy.

and not about everything.

i still managed a genuine smile at church.

it really was genuine.

stayed up too late.

brennan was up too early.

he kept hitting my head with his fist.

i said some not pretty things to him,

which i am embarrassed for now.

i don't even think i was nice at first.

i just grumbled and told him to lay down and go back to sleep on my pillow.

i never really went back to sleep.

b/c he kept tossing and turning.

kicking me in the back.

jumping on sean.

then came the fist into my head,

as i mentioned before.

so then i took his binky away and put it up on a shelf.

he cried.

and was devastated.

i told him he only got to keep his binky if he went back to sleep in bed with me in the morning,

or learned to sleep in.

see,

NOT PRETTY.

and those aren't really the not pretty things i was talking about.

that was more of the grumpy things i was talking about.

not nice.

but did i say sorry?

no, i just hustled us all downstairs so his screaming wouldn't wake up max.

straight past the easter loot.

he was screaming so hard that his eyes were closed,

big crocodile tears coming out.

and then we all parked on the couch for another hour until max graced us.

then we went into see what little hoppity hop had left.

the kids ate Reese's eggs for breakfast.

awesome.

i sat there are salivated over eating them myself.

i talked max into half a banana and some bread before church.

brennan was not enticed.

made for a great church meeting.

{insert sarcasm here}

which by the way was a fast and testimony meeting.

meaning that all of us adults weren't eating for the entire day until dinner.

i hope i'm not struck by bolts of lightening when i say,

it should be illegal to have fast sunday on easter.

illegal.

so i spent the entire day grumpy and hungry.

just starving myself b/c i was absolutely not in the right frame of mind to actually be thinking spiritual things and fasting.

and when i was teaching my sunday school class about the resurrection and trying to figure out how many miles 12km is to go from Jerusalem to Emmaus,

one of the girls said out of the blue,

"yeah, my mom said we're not fasting today. it's a freebie day."

smart mom.

it cheered me up and put me in a better mood.

can't decide if it's b/c i think the parent's would be embarrassed if they knew what their kids tell me in class {they say some REALLY funny stuff sometimes},

or if it made me feel better for having a bad attitude all day.

maybe both.

sometimes a little laughing is all it takes.

 i wish i wouldn't have been such a scrooge all morning.

i think i missed out on all of the fun.

lesson learned.

i did love all of our clothes.

i don't want max to grow up.

i want to live in her baby/toddler state forever.

that's gotta count for something.

and i told them it was 7 miles,

from Jerusalem to Emmaus.

b/c i know that a 10k is 6.2miles.

hi, my name is emily, and i went to public school in America.

{meaning: i don't know the metric system}.

i'm in a better mood already.

i hope you're laughing too.

HAPPY EASTER!!!