My blog is back after a longer than expected break. My break was due not just to busyness but to my lack of "sweet" stories. Sometimes life seems like a list of funny antics about your family that you forget the "sour" moments. Except when sour moments seem to prevail over the sweet ones. And the sour ones aren't quite so fun to share. I want to forget the fact that we sold our house, quit our jobs, and moved back home without a noteworthy plan. It makes me feel even more irresponsible to write all of that down. But, how can we enjoy the sweet ones without the sour ones? Our misfortunes and mistakes are a part of life too, they help to make up our life just as much as the blessings that come our way. So, "Tales of a Stay-At-Home Mom is back, sour moments and all!
What I learned in Sunday School
Jonah's teacher, Miss Claudia (Aunt Claudi) told this story this evening:
"This month we have been talking about Easter. Every week I have had plastic eggs and each week there is something different inside that goes along with the story. This morning I was reviewing the Easter Story but for the first time talked a little bit about the crucifixion. I had a spear in one of the eggs and told the 2 and 3 year olds that the guards poked Jesus to see if He had died. When I was finished with the story I let the kids look inside the eggs. Jonah found the spear and asked if he could "poke" Jesus as he headed over to the felt storyboard".
Right out our front door...
Recently the city has been working on the roads around our house. Over the weekend there was a paver, two rollers and a back hoe parked on the next street over. We drove by it and then had to turn around and then back up to see the equipment again and again. Then we had to take a walk to see them. And had to count their lug nuts. But today OUR road was actually paved. So a big dump truck, a roller and a paver spent most of the day on our street! It was very noisy (which Jonah does't really like) but he endured it to see the action. He kept asking "what are they doing, Mama?" And I would say, "Working on the road." He finally asked if he could help them but wasn't too disappointed when I said that we could just watch!
What's the Weather Channel?
So I must have confused myself with my husband who was going to Florida or my friend who went to California over Spring Break when I packed flip flops and capris for mine and Jonah's trip to Illinois. It was warm in Arkansas when I left is my excuse. My parent's town got 5 inches of blowing snow with a blizzard advisory while we were there and we were snowed in for a day. Jonah wanted his boots and his gloves so he could go play in it and I had to tell him that I was sorry, that I didn't even bring him a coat! Whoops! But the crazy thing is comparing the snow removal process in Central Illinois and to the non exsistant snow removal process in Arkansas. Even the apartment complexs and backroads were clear by the end of the day. And even though the snow had not melted the next morning school buses were up and running!
"Come my Party"
Jonah remided everyone that his 3 year old party was coming up! He told everyone to "come my party!" He had a "bulldozer and dump truck" party. He was so excited about it (I think we started planning it a little too soon!). But he and his friends played in his ball pit and convinced some non parents to pull them around the backyard in his wagon.
He received a bubble sword from his friend Shack (Shack is the gib kid next to Jake. Shack and Jake tried several bubble mixtures before they gave up on the big bubbles. 
Here is Jonah and his Dumptruck Cake! He knew how to blow out the candles this time but still needed some help from his friend Jadon.
Jonah loved his Bob the Builder blanket.
Convenient Food
One morning Jonah walked into the bathroom while I was showering, he must have just rolled out of bed. He said, "Orange Juice, Mommy." I said to ask Daddy. A minute later he said, "Cheeseburger, Mommy." I said, "For breakfast?" But before I could really finish my sentence he forcefully said, "Eat it!" I looked through the shampoo suds to see a very tightly wadded blanket that he was holding out to me! What a nutrious breakfast!
