My kids are all healthy, the end of the school year is in sight, and the weather is STUNNING today, so anyone living around here who's blogging instead of outside must have a medical condition keeping them indoors. Or a job. Either one. Me, I have Toddler-Man and an unfenced yard, so watching him outside becomes quite the chore. Later today I have a playdate at the park, so he'll get to enjoy the day, but for now, I'm pretending that it's not nice enough to be outside, and hopefully he won't look outside right as his sisters ride by on their bikes. I am also ignoring the ton of yard work that needs to be done, simply because I can't go any further without a trip to Home Depot to purchase various tools, weed killer, etc. I'm actually excited about working on my yard, and I would be at Home Depot right now racking up the credit card debt instead of here listening to Diego encourage my child to make friends with an anaconda, but my husband has declared that it's time to buy a new lawn mower (he's right) and I am woefully unqualified to pick out that type of equipment, since he's the one doing the mowing (in our house, that's a "boy job") so we'll just have to go shopping this weekend. Then we get to go postal on all the elms sprouting in our yard, and use a truck to pull out shrubberies (don't tell "Roger, the shrubber"). hee hee. Such power. (Please don't lecture me on killing the elms. They would make our yard a forest if they were allowed to. I had no idea these suckers were so prolific. I will be killing elms as long as I live in this house, and nothing anybody can say about it will change that.) Rambling, rambling, what's the point? No point, really. Just a happy mom day, preparing for Easter, enjoying the weather, and contemplating this weekend where I get to eat my husband's yummy funeral potatoes and watch my kids search gleefully for eggs filled with candy, and try to convince them that somehow this is all about Christ.