Last weekend was the base’s easter egg hunt, which really pretty  much sucked this year.  In years past they’ve used the youth sports area which had several baseball fields, and each baseball field was stocked full of eggs and given to a certain age group for a “hunt” - nevermind the fact that there was nothing to “hunt” when it’s a flat baseball field, but it’d been fun the last 2 years nonetheless.

So this year they put it in one field and cordoned off different areas and put a few eggs in the field and let the kids go at it.  The 7-9 year old group was enormous, and each kid ended up getting no more than about 8-10 eggs.  Anja got 4 and Isak got 8 because he at least was quick thinking enough to run to the opposite end of the field from where the herd of kids was.  Anja got stuck trying to put her fourth egg in her bag because of the wind and by the time she stood up the one side of the field was completely empty.  Fortunately, one of the organizers happens to be the very nice wife of one of my bosses and ran out to Anja to redirect her to the opposite end…which by the time she got to was also completely empty.

What was fun was the bouncy thing where the kids could battle each other.  Isak defeated one other person to be able to take on the next one in line…his sister.

See that tall boy in the right side of the last few pictures?   Yeah, that’s the one that Isak defeated to get to his sister.  And he was not giving it to the little kids, he’d defeated a couple of other kids with one swift blow but Isak and I had had a talk earlier about strategy and it worked out well for him.  I think he was mostly motivated by the opportunity to kick his sister’s butt.

After  the egg hunt was Anja’s birthday party for her friends at home, and we had a great time with that.  She got an ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins and yellow cupcakes with chocolate frosting as she had asked for.  It was a very busy, but very fun day.

She was SO excited to see that the shirt from Nana was HANNAH MONTANA!

I posted a series of 3 photos on my flickr page…click here!

Anja just woke up, stumbled down the hall and snuggled into my lap, pressing her nose against my cheek.  Finally learning that when it’s dark, that means everyone is sleeping, and we don’t talk at our normal volume, which for Anja is 50 decibels.

She whispered into my ear, “Mamma, what is the capital of the United States?”

“Washington, D.C.,” I whispered back.

“Mamma,” she whispered, “I know what the capital of Texas is, you know.”

“Oh yeah?  What’s that?”

“Honolulu.”

I bet I can some cheap flights going to Honolulu, Texas!
Which reminds me:  When I first woke up and checked my email, I got a flickrmail from someone I hadn’t heard from before asking me if I had seen this: 30+ Useful Websites from the website, Dumb Little Man.  That picture has turned out to be my most used photo from flickr from the creative commons license agreement.

What you can’t see on my blog is that I’m doing cartwheels and running around like a lunatic.  I am selection board eligible for Chief!  WOOHOO!  Only 5 more months of waiting left to find out if I made it this year!

Gawd my kids were so cute at that age! I just wish I had bottled up some of that cuteness so I could water some plants with it.

December 12, 2004 - Isak was 5 and Anja was 3.

I’ve complained about this before but let me go over it again: I HATE IT WHEN RETAILERS DON’T SHIP TO APO/FPO.

Why is it that I cannot find a single person who will ship STUPID DRYER SHEETS to an FPO address?  Walgreens.com doesn’t ship to FPO.  Amazon won’t ship this item to FPO.  Anywhere else I can find it won’t ship to FPO.

NOW HEAR THIS, WALGREENS:  YOU SUCK.

I found this warning on the square of toilet paper hanging down from the roll, not a moment too soon, when going to blot my lipstick. I think it might have been meant for Grandpa.

While the note is anonymous, I have a very sneaky suspicion that it may have been penned by the sneaky little girl that was hiding a pen behind her back while tiptoeing out of the bathroom yesterday.