For My Peeps

My self-portrait for day 3 is of me with my Peep jar.  The flash really did a number on this photo.  Oh, well.  I really like it anyway.

Here are the three jars that I completed today.  Only 9 more left to make…  Why do Mason jars only come in packages of 12?

I think this is probably the cutest homemade Easter gift idea I’ve ever seen.  The contents of the jars are used to make Peep S’more Bars.  Instructions are here.  I included the baking directions on the little pink tag.   “Happy Easter” is stamped on the opposite side of the tag.  I hope Wildman’s preschool teacher and director like these!

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I Sound Like Bea Arthur

I have the beginnings of another sickness. Those kids of mine bring home all sorts of funky germs. Try as I may to keep their hands clean they still pass on crud. I think a lot of it stems from the preschool which is just a hotbed of disease 🙂

Hopefully I don’t have the flu like last time. My throat is all scratchy and my voice is all deep and gravelly like Bea Arthur. But I don’t feel achy and beaten down like two weeks ago. That’s a good sign I think.

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Bea Arthur side note- My friend from high school, Wonder Woman, was dining at a local restaurant with her husband a couple of years ago. She glanced up from their table and locked eyes with none other than Bea Arthur! As they were getting up to leave with their to-go boxes, Bea stopped Wonder Woman’s husband and said “So, you’re taking home your Chicken Cacciatore.” Awesome! Apparently Bea was in town for her stand-up comedy show. What?! Who knew that Bea Arthur still performed?! Not me.

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Wildman has been a little under the weather as well with a low-grade fever and low energy. He’s doing much better today though. I deemed him school worthy after checking his temperature this morning. He chugged some O.J., ate some string cheese and grapes and was raring to go.

Cutie Pie and I hit Wal-mart after dropping Wildman off a school. Easter offerings were littering the aisles. Baskets, cellophane grass and candy- oh, my!

I bought the kids some of these for their Easter baskets:

And I bought these for myself and J:

I love me some Cadbury Creme Eggs! Yum! The best Easter candy there is as far as I’m concerned.

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Cutie Pie woke up from his nap waaaaaaaay early today and has been a whiny, crying mess ever since. I’ve spent the greater part of two hours trying to soothe the savage beast. So, now I will inundate you with random photos of my youngest from this afternoon.

He looks like he wants none of it in this shot. “Let me go, woman!”:

Climbing on Mommy always brings out a smile:

The pinball toy is good for some laughs too: