Monday, May 4, 2026

April 2026

 April started off with a jam packed week with Spring Break, and the rest of the month was just as eventful. Quinn had spring picture day on his second day back to school and I let him choose his outfit and background. I wasn't surprised he wanted to wear his suit, it's often his Outfit of the Day #ootd when we go places. You can catch him looking dapper just about anywhere--at home, a track meet, Lowe's. 

If he runs for a political office one day, he already has the look down πŸ˜‚
Sometimes he changes it up a bit and switches out his button down for a black polo. I like to think of this as his undertaker look, or maybe a mob boss. He said he was trying to look creepy πŸ˜†
And other times he goes less formal, ditching the jacket and adding Crocs πŸ˜‚.

Quinn has always had his own style, and I truly love that about him. He wore a pink shirt to school the other day and said some of the kids were making fun of him for it. I asked if that bothered him and he said it didn't. I told him, "Good. Don't let other people tell you what to wear. You wear what you like. Their opinions don't matter." 
Last year's slightly too small Hawaiian and sweat shorts? Cool.
Next year's slightly too big Christmas Hawaiian shirt tucked into basketball shorts? Great. 

I think he is rubbing off some on his brother, who has never been as nearly into costumes as Quinn, but who could be? πŸ˜‚. Ash got it in his head that he wanted a new werewolf costume so he "can howl at the moon", and that's a direct quote. The boys had an expensive werewolf mask, but they finally broke it after a few years, and I told them I wasn't buying them a new one. However, the boys have been earning money for good behavior and doing some chores, so I told Ash he could save his allowance and buy it himself. They each earn $1 for every day they don't go to time out a week, and the costume he wanted was $40, so he had a while to wait. He told everyone he encountered about his savings plan, and that even convinced a few people to contribute to it πŸ˜‚πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️. I ordered it way before he knew and set a deadline for when it would be here. He waited for about three weeks and then I gave in and let him have it because I was tired of hearing about it πŸ˜‚. 
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Iris was here when it "came," aka Philip sneaked it onto the front porch while they were occupied. They wanted to play with bubbles shortly after, so Iris and the werewolf did just that πŸ˜‚.

I made sure to give it to him on a Tuesday so that he could wear it to school that week (he only goes on Wednesdays and Thursdays). He had told his teachers all about it, so I knew he wanted to show them. That thing came with a massive tail and buckling him in his car seat with it was a challenge πŸ˜‚
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Of course, he has barely worn it all since then, and now he's onto the next thing he wants πŸ™„. 

Asher is the clingiest, tattliest, mess makingist version of himself right now and he's driving me nuts. He asks me to get everythinggggg for him. We'll both be sitting at the table, usually I'm eating and he's not, and he'll say, "Can you get me some water?," and I'll be like, "Can you get you some water?" Obviously, I get him things, but I'm not going to be his maid, he is perfectly capable of getting water for himself. He usually asks when he's preoccupied on his iPad and doesn't wanna stop his show to go get it. That's been a consistent issue, and we've cut down their iPad usage significantly for both of them. Well, for Quinn whenever he's allowed on his at all, which isn't much these days. 

We were trying to push bedtime back after the time changed in March, but Quinn's behavior was out of control and when I talked to him about it, he identified that he hadn't been getting enough sleep. Say less! We fixed that, and while his behavior is still hit and miss, it's no longer because he's tried and grumpy πŸ˜‚. It's just for the thousands of other reasons six year olds are sassy boundary pushers. 

As if dealing with my own children's annoyances wasn't enough, we've got some kids coming around now who've been pushing my buttons, too. They're coming over saying, "F*** this, and f*** that," and it turns out I'm not cool with kids cussing after all. Maybe one day, but today isn't that day. I've told them all to clean up their mouths or they won't be playing here. I've also had to tell them not to throw their trash in our yard, we have two trash cans outside, and not to break our things πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️. I'm not sure how much longer we're gonna be the hosting this crowd. I want my kids to play with other kids and have fun, but I don't want them picking up behaviors that I've worked hard to train out of them. 

These other kids are quick to tattle on Quinn, which is good and bad. I told them all that if my kids are doing something they shouldn't, primarily being too handsy or rough, because I know Quinn struggles with that and it has lead to blowups before, I want them to come tell me. I would rather they work it out first, of course, but these kids are a lot bigger than mine, so sometimes they need some adult intervention before someone gets hurt. However, I've caught on that they often only tell me one side of the story, and that's not cool. I'm fine with stopping the activity, giving my kids a time out to regroup, or whatever needs to happen, but I don't want to always punish without the full details. I also want my kids to know that I have their backs, but I won't co-sign their bullshit πŸ˜‚. Ash told me a 9 year old was hitting him on the head--that's not gonna fly. Quinn told me someone was chasing him with a stick, trying to hit him. When I questioned the other kids, it was because Quinn started it πŸ™„. There's so much drama, everyone should probably just go home πŸ˜‚. Geez. 

I like that they've been playing outside more and making less of a mess inside. To save our sanity, Philip and I started making them do a nightly cleanup of shared spaces, which are the only spaces they want to put their shit in πŸ™„. Ash plays at the table a lot, which is great, but we actually eat there, so it can't constantly be covered in toys. He's a tiny tornado and makes lots of messes without cleaning up the one before, so we really have to stay on him. Quinn loves to make forts in the living room that involves getting out every toy they own. They complain about the cleanup, but it's helped resolve some of the anxiety that visual clutter gives me. They are always welcome to make as big of a mess as they want in their rooms, but they're not bedroom kids. They're stuck up mom's butt kids, so here we are πŸ™ƒ.

Anyway, other April happenings were Ash's Pre-K bootcamp and Quinn's Kindergarten field trip to Discovery World. I didn't go on Quinn's trip because they don't ask parents to chaperone anymore, but he would've liked for me to go. He almost didn't go himself because he wanted me to go and I couldn't, but also because he  hates long car rides. I messaged his teacher and asked for her help in convincing him to go. She let him pick his seat mates and I did lots of talking about how I hoped he didn't miss out on fun because he was scared of doing something out of the ordinary. We've been there lots of times before, but I knew he would still have fun going with his friends. I was proud of him for choosing to go! I was nervous all day because we didn't get any updates about arriving safely, or anything throughout the day, and I would never have forgiven myself if something happened to him on a trip that I talked him into going on. All was well, though, thankfully. I asked when he got home if he had fun, and he did, but he still said it wasn't worth the drive πŸ™„ πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️. 

I got to take Asher for Pre-K bootcamp and he got to meet the teachers and do some activities. He was super shy during the whole event, and even cried at one station because a speech teacher wanted him to come and play with her while I did paperwork πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️. I was literally, like, six feet away. I have a feeling his first day of school isn't going to go as smoothly as Quinn's did πŸ˜¬. His skills are ready, but his emotions are not. He completed everything on his Little Red Schoolhouse checklist--days of the week, seasons, months, ABC's, count down from 10, count to 10 in Spanish, spell his name, and vowels. The only thing he didn't pass was counting to 100, they said he can only get to 59, but that's still pretty good for someone newly turned 4. I can add that he also knows his address (street number, city, and state πŸ‘πŸ») and my phone number, so I'm pretty proud of him!

During the Pre-K readiness event, I was reminded that Ash could use some work on his fine motor skills, so we've been doing some activities to strengthen his hands. I have big plans (maybe dreams because I'm a realist about how well Quinn and I work together anymore 🀦🏻‍♀️) for some structured summer homework for both boys. We're going to try to resist the summer slide--which happens when kids regress in their reading and other skills over the summer because they aren't using them. 

Soph was a big help in getting some worksheets prepared for them πŸ™„
I made slime and put pony beads in it and Ash used tools to pick them out. He didn't like the paired, connected chop sticks because they were hard (again with the weak fine motor), but he was able to use just one and lift them out. One he got them all, he lined them all up like a graph, and then counted them to see which color had the most. 
Another activity we did involved squeezing, which will definitely strengthen his hands! I cut up some sponges and put them in our small water table with water. He used a lemon squeezer and then just his hands to transfer water from one side to the other. 
  
The water table is useful for lots of things. Ash loves when I freeze his toys and then he uses warm water to thaw them. I gave him an assortment of bottles to use to for squeezing the warm water--generic condiment bottle, a Mio water flavor bottle, a ketchup bottle, and a sriracha bottle. He said the ketchup bottle was the most difficult and condiment bottle was the easiest. 

Where we went   
 We got to see Kate in track action at their only home meet of the season. I grew up at track meets and sporting events, so I love going to them. I hope the boys choose to get involved with a sport at some point. 
They don't really care about what's going on but I do 🀦🏻‍♀️ πŸ˜‚
The 4 of us participated in a family fun run put on by The Center for Children and Families. We had a great time! 
It wasn't my best 5k time, of course, but both boys finished it, and I was super proud of them!
We got to celebrate my beautiful nieces turning 21 and 14. How did I get so old? πŸ₯ΊπŸ˜‚
Ash and Iris planted zinnia seeds with Miss Lacey at the library at the beginning of the month and we watched them grow each week. We brought them home to transplant, and I can't wait see them bloom!





















Wednesday, April 8, 2026

Spring Break 2026

Spring break 2026 sure was eventful! There were play dates, a birthday party, a softball game, Story Time, a rash that looked way worse than it was, and far too many egg hunts. Mom and Dad even managed to get some time alone! It was a good week.

Quinn had the first egg hunt on the Thursday before school let out for the week. He was so sweet and let Ash help open his eggs and then shared his candy with him πŸ₯Ή. This was the second time recently that I was proud of him for being a good human. The other time was when he went to the Book Fair at school and bought something for his brother. It was entirely his idea. Ash and I were both pleasantly surprised when he got home and told us.

Ash's first egg hunt (which I will never do again πŸ˜…) was during Playgroup. There were like 500 people crammed into too small of a space because who could've anticipated that many people showing up?! They came out of the woodwork for this event because they are definitely not regulars. 

It was a cute idea. He enjoyed it, I did not πŸ˜‚

We went to a birthday party for Crew, my friend Tiffany's son. Knowing what I know now, I feel bad for putting Quinn in time out while we were there. But let's start at the beginning because this is a very convoluted story πŸ˜‚. It started on the Wednesday before break. Asher had a squishy Sonic toy that he brought to me and said that it had busted and was leaking. I told him to throw it away and asked if it got on anything or in his mouth. He said it didn't, but I knew it had busted from him chewing on it, so I took all of the squishy toys and put them away. I don't know when/if he's getting them back. Quinn still chews on shit he shouldn't so it's truly not safe for them to have. Anyway, later that evening, Ash had a rash all over his forearms, so naturally, I assumed it was from whatever was in that toy. I gave him Benadryl and a bath and waited it out. The next morning, he had a long sleeve shirt on and I was in panic mode about a lump on Sophie's neck, so I honestly didn't think to check until later. While we were at the vet's office, he pulled his sleeves up and I saw the rash was back. We had been outside the day before and I had forgotten to sunscreen him (ughhhh), so then I wondered if it was sunburn. I consulted my used-to-be-a-nurse friend and she suggested I put hydrocortisone cream on it and see if that helped. I did and while the rash didn't completely go away, it faded some. The next day it was on his upper arms, so I was sure I had pinpointed the culprit when I remembered that I had recently switched laundry detergent. I found a shirt in the back of his closet that I knew hadn't been washed in it and put that on him. The rash seemed to go away for a few days, but while we were at the birthday party, Ash came to me and said that Quinn had hurt him. His nose was bright red and so was my temper πŸ˜‚. I put Quinn in time out for a long time, despite him insisting that he didn't do anything. I was like, "Look how red his nose is! It didn't look like that 2 minutes ago! Something happened!" Weirdly enough, Quinn also ended up with a red streak up his cheek by the time we left, so I thought they must've been extra rough with each other. Their redness came and went, and on Monday I finally did a hard google and figured out that they had Fifth Disease. Quinn never had more than a red splotch on his face, but Ash's progressed into the full 'slapped cheek' look. According to the internet, once the rash appears, they are no longer contagious, and I messaged their doctor to confirm. So, luckily, we didn't pass it along during the party! Ash was also cleared to go to school that week, too. Fifth Disease is a common childhood illness and is usually preceded by a low-grade fever, headache, runny nose, sore throat, fatigue, and sometimes diarrhea or nausea. He did have a few of those symptoms--fatigue, headache, and diarrhea, but not at the same time and they could be from literally anything else, so how would I even know? The rash also comes and goes, so it's super fun to try to figure out the cause πŸ™„. He never even complained about itching and pain, so I wouldn't even have known he had it without having seen it. 
They both said they felt fine 

Anyway, before that lovely discovery, Philip and I had a great day out without the kids while Kate watched them (Lincoln came too and definitely thought he deserved some of her pay πŸ˜…). We never wanna add to anyone else's plate, so I was happy that she was willing to give it a try. Her parents are literally a block away, so it could be a great arrangement to give us a break every once in a while and she can make some money. Win win!

We did the dullest thing and went to Kroger. I prefer to use self check-outs, but Kroger has the worst of the self check-outs and always makes me wanna punch something. It continually tells you to put the things in the bag, as if you're going to do something else. For a while they had it to where you could mute it completely but that feature has been removed, apparently πŸ™„. However, turns out, without children asking me 15 questions or wrestling each other to the dirty ass floor, I don't despise the Kroger check-outs nearly as badly as I thought I did πŸ˜‚.

On our first official day of spring break, I needed to get out of the house, so we went up to the bike trail to hunt for frogs and to visit Nana and Juju. We saw this guy hiding among the rocks, as well as a few others who jump scared me, but no baby tadpoles yet. We’ll check back in a few weeks!

On Tuesday, Quinn was very excited that he was going to get to spend the day with Iris, but unfortunately, she was sick. We did our usual Tuesday routine, that Quinn doesn't normally get to do, and went to the library for Story Time. It was nice out, so we walked, but I took the wagon as a precaution (I won't next time. At least not for them. Ash makes longer walks with me all of the time and Quinn needs to not be lazy πŸ˜‚). Quinn decided he wanted to be a vampire for Story Time, and they had a barn themed piΓ±ata to end the month's theme. The pole Lacey used to hold the piΓ±ata was shorter than the broom the kids used to hit the piΓ±ata, and I imagine a lesson was learned for next time πŸ˜¬πŸ˜‚,


The next day was April Fool's Day, and I had several tricks up my sleeve. I don't usually like tricks, and I'm a terrible liar, but I figured they would enjoy it. The first thing the boys do in the morning is come downstairs and sit on the couch, so the night before, I brought the majority of their stuffed animal collection down and filled the couch with them so they wouldn't have a seat. 

I put squishy slugs in one of each of their shoes, and strapped a stuffed Spiderman and Hulk into their car seats. Ash still had school, and Quinn didn't actually need to come with us to drop him off since Philip was home, but I talked him into it so that he would have to put on his shoes and see his seat πŸ˜‚. Ash saw his slug before putting his shoe on and pulled it out, asking what it was. As I was telling him it was a slug, Quinn was laughing at Ash and didn't even think about checking his own shoe, so I got to trick him. He stuck his foot right on it and was grossed out πŸ˜‚. 


I had my camera ready for the moment πŸ˜‚
Blurry but you can see his surprised face πŸ˜‚

While Ash was at school, Quinn had a play date with his friend, Ravi. I had planned to trick our boys with an Oreo/toothpaste prank, but decided to do it to Quinn and Ravi instead, after his mom said it was okay. I told them I got some new Oreos (which I did, they were the color change superhero ones) and asked if they wanted to try them. Quinn took one bite and spit it in the trash πŸ˜‚. He hates anything mint flavored. The boys have fruity toothpaste, so I had to use mine and Philip's. Ravi, however, thought it was good! πŸ˜‚. Ash would've been the same, he loves mint and chocolate, so it wouldn't have worked on him anyway. We had another play date with our Clegg friends later that same day but, lucky for them, they got in and out without any tricks because I was too tired to pull them off by that point πŸ˜†.
After I told him it was a prank and they don't all taste that way, Quinn ate another one, which did indeed change colors!

I tried and tried to convince someone to eat cereal on Wednesday because I had frozen a bowl of it for my pranks, but neither one wanted any. When Quinn asked for some the next day, I was excited my prank wouldn't go to waste πŸ˜‚. 
He was like, "Mom, what's wrong with my cereal?"

For someone who doesn't usually like pranks, I enjoyed tricking them this year. They kept swearing they were gonna get me back, and I kept reminding them that pranks are funny, not mean, and we don't hurt people. I was the one who pranked them, but they kept wanting to come up with ways to prank their dad πŸ˜‚. I like how that works πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. 

One Thursday, maybe for a little bit of retribution, we visited No Crumbs Bakery. Quinn loves Patrick's cinnamon rolls, so he was very excited!
Ash still had a touch of his Fifth Disease rash πŸ˜₯

I'm not sure why I chose Thursday to sugar them up when I knew the egg hunt at Ash's school was later that day and would certainly do the job πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️.

 

Ash was happy Quinn got to do it with him. The teachers had some activities to do after the egg hunt to kill time until the pizza arrived, but they're not big fans of doing anything other than being stuck up my butt πŸ™„. I did convince them to do a hopping race, but Quinn got mad because some of the kids didn't hop on one leg the entire time so they beat him πŸ˜‚.

On Friday, we got a surprise visit from Mimi, who dropped off a cookie coloring kit. It had edible paint for decorating! 

We also got to catch Kate's softball game, which they won by 10 run rule in the fifth inning!
The boys had fun playing with Lincoln and Oliver
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Uncle Greg found a robin egg on the ground. He tried giving it to me, but I wouldn't take it πŸ˜‚. I'm glad the kids got to see it, but I'm not being responsible for a bird egg πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. Lori held that thing forever until she finally decided to just put it down in a safe space. Quinn said another boy there smashed it πŸ˜‘.

I can't tell you how many times I've said, "Boys, look at the phone!," and then I was not looking at the phone 🀦🏻‍♀️πŸ˜‚.

On Saturday we had our third egg hunt at Bruce Park. Ash got to move over to the big kid (4-6) area this year. It was over in a flash and now we have two buckets full of candy πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️. 
 

The line for the Easter Bunny was a mile long, so we got a pic with Dollar Dog instead. I told them the Easter Bunny was going to be at Walmart after the egg hunt and we could maybe see him later. I didn't expect them to remember or want to, but they did

Their youngest Eagleson cousins got to do the egg hunt, too, although we weren't in the same area. It's a good thing we have a huge kitchen table. They got a ridiculous amount of candy between the four of them! Thanks, New Martinsville Parks and Rec!
     
Later that day, Ash and I tie dyed some eggs for my macaroni salad. Quinn didn't want to help because he had a bellyache from eating so much candy πŸ˜‚.
Ash was very excited about the results
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Because my birthday fudge rounds turned out so amazing, Philip was in charge of making dessert for Easter dinner. He had enough leftover batter to make one giant one, which he gave to me. It was almost as big as my head!
That was the best 9,000 calories I've ever eaten. Okay, it probably wasn't that many, but close enough. Worth it!

I didn't remind the boys it was going to be Easter the next morning when they went to bed Saturday night, so they didn't even notice there was anything in the living room when they went downstairs πŸ˜‚.

  
Quinn made the best faces this time πŸ˜„
Ash was happy, too
The roll of paper from Philip's parents came in handy again later Easter day, when we had dinner with my extended fam. We created some pretty Easter art!
Well, except for my brother, who's a weirdo and drew a dinosaur with eyelashes πŸ™„
**updated to add: We thought it would be funny to mail Greg's masterpiece to him. Turns out, it weighed too much for one stamp, so he had to go to the post office and pay $0.85 to get it πŸ€£πŸ€£πŸ€£. When Lori told me, Philip and I laughed so hard!**

We had our final egg hunt at home, where each kid could only find their own color eggs. Quinn and Ash both walked by several without spotting them πŸ€¦πŸ»‍♀️
They did find some....eventually.
I mean, they were kinda tricky I guess πŸ˜œ
Oliver cracked me up playing with his new bubble wand and by using his mom as a bench πŸ˜‚


We had an event packed spring break, but I enjoyed having Quinn home. It was a good week! πŸ£ πŸ‡ πŸ«
 




 


 









 













































April 2026

 April started off with a jam packed week with Spring Break, and the rest of the month was just as eventful. Quinn had spring picture day on...