Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter-pocalypse

This was Addie's first REAL Easter, where she semi-cared about egg hunts and Easter baskets and sugar cookies. (She may have cared about sugar cookies last year, but we didn't ask.) So like dutiful parents, we filmed the full Easter morning experience. This is almost 10 minutes long, so if you're inclined, please enjoy:



The final winners are the spinning light-up toy, the Discovery Toys marble-works castle and the Beanie Babies bunny, which she keeps calling a puppy. Whatever. She'll figure it out one day.

Next, we prepped for church. Mike talked me out of making Addie dress up in the slightest, claiming that her nursery teachers would be the only ones to see her. It was true, but I was robbed of any hope of Easter pictures as an appropriately-attired Christian family. I didn't even take photos of us as an inappropriately dressed family. Poop.

Easter lunch was with the Brookses, plus several other families from Mike's school. The kids were rambunctious, the lunch was delicious and the company was capricious. (Not really... just ran out of alliterative adjectives.) But just as is any event with children (and sangria), it's a blur. Don't ask for details.

Mike and Matt

L to R: Shira, Ali, Bekah, Crissi, Emily

Photo credit goes to Rebekah Brooks. I hope you don't mind that I stole these.

I Give Up

Well, this isn't really giving up. It's giving IN to the cry of the masses for more Cupak.

I've decided (independent from my family) that creating a blog for the occasional blog update is the easiest way to disseminate the answer to the enduring question "How are things?" Target audience members include people we used to live with or nearby, but no longer do.

Welcome to Cupcakes in the Desert. If you can't discern the logic behind the name, then you haven't thought to yourself "Hm, Cupak. That's pretty close to cupcake" and/or didn't know that we live in Phoenix. Ah, simplicity.