Laura's dance class has their recital soon and had their first dress rehearsal for it today. She's never been on stage with the lights and an audience before. She was a little bit nervous, but she did a great job.
(side note: I secretly love watching Justin wrangle those chatty little girls into following directions. He does a great job, but it's not without a post practice headache.)
Easter dresses have always been a big deal to me. I grew up looking forward to shopping with my mom for the perfect dress. I loved the car ride, I loved going to lunch, and I loved the alone time with my mom...not to mention a new dress and shoes. Normally I search and shop for my girls and do my best in finding what I want for a price my husband can stand. So, this year I decided to really win some points with my husband and not spend a dime. I pulled out some fabric I had and made these dresses that don't coordinate, that don't excite the girls, made me neglect my house and kids for the better part of a day, and my husband didn't to the cartwheels I expected when he learned I didn't spend any money. Lesson learned. Next year I'm going shopping, taking the girls to lunch and dropping a hundred bucks.
In other news, we tried to take a family picture yesterday. Blerg. Mark is a gentle blur in most of the pictures, Laura really wants to take her dress off, I need to drop some pounds, and out of it all I think we ended up looking kind of normal.
Last Saturday we took the kids to Chuck E. Cheese's place to mend Alice's broken heart. Her second soccer game in a row was rained out. As you can see, everyone had a good time.