Happy Easter.

Usually, I end up with some fairly decent pictures of my children.

This Easter, this was not the case.

The best ones I have ended up on Facebook. While I love my sweet, smiley faced children and their abilities to pose for great pictures, some days, well, sweet and smiley faced is not what my children are.

Today, this was the case.

Here, for your viewing pleasure, are the pictures I tried to take before 9 a.m. and make it to church on time.

Not sure what is happening here. I ended up yelling.

Tripper lied and told his Daddy that I told him to get in the van. Eli did not want to squat down for a picture with Emma. I tried to tell him that he is wayyyy too tall to stand up straight beside anyone in our family.

Didn't listen. So he has no head.

We moved on to self portraits.

Eli and me.
Me and Dave on candy overload.

This is prolly the best picture of us.

Ever.

This is what makes us - us.

I hope everyone had a great weekend.

I did.

Easter. Part 3. (The pretty part)

Here you go... after a long, intense several days of blogging about many, many egg hunts, the visit from the easter bunny, thugdom, and enduring lots of angry drama that was NOT blogged about (but Facebooked/emailed), I give you my clean, sweet children. In all their glory. In their sunday best. Sweet and fresh. After morning baths. I can almost smell the ivory soap... aahhh.

Pissy look. I miss that sweet baby that let me take lots of pictures. Not this cranky-13 year old- don't want out of bed - face.
Someone, please. bring my good kid back!

This one looks like his daddy. Who is very yummy, I might add.

My sweet girl.

They love each other.

Thank God Easter is over.

Now, I can talk about something else.

Easter. Part 2.

On with the Easter story.. so maybe it will be finished this week.

So, the bunny came to visit... He brought pre-made Walmart baskets that were opened and had things added in them. I think this may be the first year ever for baskets. Usually, he just brings a gift such as a CD player, specific barbie doll, motorized car... you get the picture.

How about that backwards nightgown?

7 am on Sunday morning. What a happy face.

This kid was thrilled.

The bunny also brought puppets. Those were fun.

Daddy scoping out the eggs for snickers bars.

This was at the party that we should have

dressed for, but didn't. This was a thug picture.

Wait! I am missing a kid! Where is Eli, you ask?

Why, he is in bed, asleep! The "bunny" stopped at Walmart the night before and got Eli a video game. At first, he just asked for money. But then he changed his mind.

And, the bunny was happy to oblige. :)

Easter. Part 1.

Since Easter was celebrated many, many times thru the week, I will be blogging in parts. This is part one. This is the Sadler Family Hoedown... Since it was held on a Saturday, following a wet morning soccer game, my kids looked like thugs. So did both myself and Dave. The best part about being the camera operator is that there are no pictures of me. So you will never know how bad I looked when I showed up to a family function where bad looking'ness is not allowed. But, I feel like confessing. So there you go.

I will show pictures of Dave being a thug. I can do that if I want.

Kids in all their thug'dom. Notice the bad outfits? Ha ha! That is what you get for a Saturday egg hunt when it has been raining!

Tripp uses his usual agressiveness to get the eggs.

Emma loved getting all the eggs too.

Final count. Emma - 29 /Tripp 22

Easter. The Bunny Visits. To be continued....