Temptation in the Garden of Egg-Eaten

Easter Eggs

So, Wendy comes up with this truly evil plan to make chocolate-covered peanut butter Easter eggs. I didn't know how evil it was until I tasted one--TO DIE FOR!

They were really easy and the turned out SO CUTE! Wendy & I had a lot of fun sinning together. In all honesty, I made myself a teeny-tiny egg and I savored all two bites of it! It was my afternoon snack. Come on--peanut butter is protein-packed!

My tiny egg. Alas, it is no more!

The rest are going as Easter presents--but only to people I really like! Wendy wasn't all that evil either--at least while I was around!

I am just so Martha.
You can call me "Miriam Stewart."

Eggheads

Just in case you think that only one of my inlaws is wicked (how did I marry into this family?!), Keith wanted me to post this irreverent photo from our most recent Conference viewing experience. I claim no responsibility for this photo!

When we turned on the TV, the speaker looked just fine and then all of a sudden, his head would slowly start growing and growing until the cone finally went off screen. We knew we shouldn't be laughing, but it was really hysterical. I'm surprised we weren't all immediately struck by lightning. Needless to say, we didn't get much out of Conference and we'll all be looking to repent when the Conference issue of the Ensign comes out.

Goose Egg

In other egg news, Tessie suffered a traumatic injury in the grocery store parking lot today. She was being a pill in the store, but I got us out of there, loaded the groceries in the car and was putting her in her carseat when the grocery cart--which contained my purse--started rolling towards an expensive-looking car.

When I dived for the cart, Tessie took the opportunity to dive head-first out of her carseat, which I had not yet buckled her into. I don't know how I managed to catch her before she hit the asphalt, but she did knock her head pretty hard on the car. It was a sickening experience to watch her limp little body fall like that--it's an image I can't get out of my head. She was pretty shaken up (I was too!), but I think she's OK.

A penny for Christmas and a goose egg for Easter--I think I'm done with holidays for now.

Resurrection Rolls

A friend told me about this fun idea for Easter breakfast. I got this version online.

I won't be making them--after all, I am making chocolate-covered peanut butter Easter eggs today. But if you make them, let me know how they turn out!

Resurrection Rolls

Preheat oven to 350 degrees
1 pkg. Crescent rolls
Melted butter
Large marshmallows
Cinnamon Sugar

Start by reading Matthew 27:57-61.

Give each child a triangle of crescent roll.
The crescent roll represents the linen that Jesus was wrapped in.

Give each child a marshmallow.
This represents the body of Jesus.

Have the child dip the marshmallow in melted butter.
This represents the oils of embalming.

Then dip the buttered marshmallow in the cinnamon and sugar.
This represents the spices used to anoint the body.

Then wrap up the coated marshmallow TIGHTLY in the crescent roll (not like a typical crescent roll-up, but bring the sides up & seal the marshmallow inside). Seal all edges so the marshmallow does not ooze out during cooking.
This represents the wrapping of Jesus' body after death.

Place in a 350 degree oven for 10-12 mins.
The oven represents the tomb. Pretend like it was three days!

While cooking, the marshmallow will puff up the crescent roll and then melt away.

When the rolls have cooled slightly, the children can open their rolls (cloth) and discover that Jesus is no longer there, HE IS RISEN! The crescent roll is puffed up, but empty.

Read Matthew 28:5-8

Today

A few pics from today because Tess makes me smile. She found one of my old purses, figured out how to wear it and decided it would go well with her bus.

I'm never going to be able to use a purse that small again!

And the second way to spend the day: emptying the CD tower.

I think at this point the only reason we keep CD's around is because they keep Tess occupied. At least I've convinced her to empty the CD's into a bag instead of all over the floor. Now she just needs to learn how to reload the CD tower. We're working on it.

Missing Our Dip...Once Again

It's time once again for our semi-annual "Missing Our Dip" post. We always have so much fun when my mom comes to visit. Her stay was a short one this year, but we managed to pack it full of fun things:

• outlet shopping;
  
• baby shopping (for Tess & Reen's newbie who should arrive any day now!);
• taking in my old skirts so they fit again;
  
• a dog-eat-dog dominoes show down;
  
• dinner & Conference with the Higginbotham's & the coneheads;
  
• getting Tess' Easter portrait taken;
• 3--count them--3 Chick-fil-a lunches (with each lunch becoming progressively higher in calories and saturated fat); and
• several brisk, chilly, blustery and sometimes drizzly spring walks with the stroller and Tess pointing out every puppy along the way.

Mainly, Tess just had a blast spending time with Dip. During car trips, Dipsy would always sit in the back with Tess and they would play games and sing songs.

Tess learned "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star," "There Was a Little House," "Itsy, Bitsy Spider," and "5 Little Speckled Frogs." We have added these to our roadtrip repetoire, which also includes "Clickety-clack," "5 Little Ducks," and "No-no-no Monkeys Jumping on the Bed."

I sometimes get strange looks from other drivers as I steer with one had and do "Itsy, Bitsy Spider" with the other one. I think one driver was offended when I motioned that the 4th little monkey had bumped his head.

"Where's the kitty, Tess?" Oh, would you look at that?
It's right here on my tummy! Now isn't that convenient?

Tess talks all the time now--I mean all the time. Most of the time, I have no idea what she's saying. But she loved having some good chats with Dipsy. Alas, Dipsy was unsuccessful in teaching Tess how to walk. She agrees that Tess is just not ready yet. She did teach Tess several new words, including "Dipsy," "stinkerpot" and "goofball." Tess dubbed Dipsy with a nickname of her own choosing: "my stinkerpot." It really must have been meant for you, mom, because she hasn't said it since you left.

Tess looks so lovely in her Easter dress.
I teared up the first time I tried it on her!

At the portrait studio--and yes, she kept the bow in her hair!

After our few days of high living, mom and I made a pact on the way to the airport to each lose at least 20 lbs. by her next visit 6 mos. from now (how's that for death-bed repentance?). Our goal is one lb. each per week--and the clencher? Our weight loss results will be published on my blog! Gulp.

So with renewed commitment and the looming threat of public humiliation, I girded up my loins for the coming week. I was doing just fine until Wendy called with what she described as an "evil, evil plan" to use a gourmet recipe to make chocolate fondant Easter eggs. Hmmm--I think I may have to start posting Wendy's weight loss on my blog too!