Easter and Mamama

This is the best I could get. Luke cracks me up- such a McCord! I can see my dad, my brother, and my uncle James in this picture. (A big shout-out to my cousin Heather and my aunt Korrin for all the wonderful hand-me-downs from Kendall and Karsin! We love them)

All eggs in Scotland are...brown. There are no dyeing kits anyway, so a la Sterner style, we colored them instead....and I made a lot of egg salad. Anyway, Josh helped color and I came to find that each member of our family had been represented, including grandparents. Scroll down for Papa. (by the way, I was not thrilled with my egg salad and threw it away after one lunch. Sadly, a few hours later, Rebekah asked, "Mommy, where's that yummy salad that you made into eggs?" Very sad.)

VERY excited that my MOM CAME TO VISIT!!! In fact, I awakened sweet little one (R) to accompany me to the airport because she (and my mom) would have been devastated to miss the arrival. Although R played shy, she quickly became quite exuberant about Mamama's visit. I am sooooo happy to share my home and life with my mom and we are having a blast already.

I was also super-pleased with the fantastic clothes Mamama brought my kids!!! You'll be seeing them in my posts. Friday is Luke's birthday, so we'll celebrate then, but Mamama will not be here in July for Rebekah's 3rd birthday, so we celebrated yesterday. Rebes was thrilled with the following princess dress- great job, Mom! She also got some wonderful books and crafts for her growing enthusiasm to make things and just basically be messy. :)

Why crawl when you can reach all things by leaning over? That's right, you have not missed my "he's crawling" post because it doesn't exist. Sigh. My boy is the limberest thing alive and can contort himself to get things. This is not his best stretch, but it's what I photographed. This also begs the question, why do all kids pick up tiny pieces of dirt and proceed to eat them but not peas on their tray?

Poor Luke has been under the weather (laringitis), so Mamama has become accustomed to much more crying that Luke usually does. :( However, I am confident that he will go back to his "I'm pretty happy as long as my mom is within 2 feet of me" normal self soon. I think his top tooth coming in (soon!) will help, too. (Incidentally, I randomly dropped the morning bottle today and he survived, though he practically dived for the nightime one, poor lad.).

Couldn't resist showing you my "I'm happy I don't have laringitis yet"pics.

My new do. I love it here. I experimented with flipping out the back and don't like it as much. I will try to go back to this next time I wash and dry it, which is a 2 times a week affair for me, so once I've done it, I'm stuck with it for half a week. ;) Don't judge me, I'm just that cool.