Ready for Easter

It's happened. Cora has discovered candy. Jelly beans. Skittles. Gummies. Marshmellows. We managed to escape halloween, got by Christmas with only a few tiny tiny pinches of fudge, but Easter snuck up on us.

Cora had an Easter Egg hunt at school, with a visit from the Easter Bunny.

I loved three things about the hunt:
1. Cora wasn't terrified by the Easter Bunny.

2. She kind of got in to the "egg-hunting" routine (once she saw what her good friend Dane was doing. I'm telling you - she's been running with the boys at school).

3. I had Quinn with me, too. Anytime any other kid approached her (she was in her carrier sitting on the floor for a few minutes), Cora hopped up and came running, screaming, "no no no no no". That's so funny, because we've NEVER yelled "no no no" when Cora approaches Quinn. Cora was clearly being protective of her baby sister.

Some other pics from the party...

Cora was a little hesitant about the bunny, but her good friend Dane was not. Dane is ALL boy, and he's got the stalky build of a little football player, but he is the classic gentle giant. He is so sweet.

Cora treats Quinn's papason chair (technically formerly Cora's papason chair) as if it is her personal recliner.

Grandma M sent Cora an Easter Basket - Cora discovered candy this Easter. She's figuring out that the brighter the color, the better the taste, so when she sees something that LOOKS like candy, she gets really ansy. She also had some trouble tellin the difference between the marshmellows (sent from Grandma M) and the packing peanuts (also sent from Grandma M). It was really funny!

An outfit for Quinn came on a hanger - Cora got really excited. She loves to walk around the house with hangers.

 Cora had on Landon's t-shirt. It's a little big.

 We broke out the sprinkler and baby pool on Sunday. Landon and I started out running through the sprinkler to show her how. We both took off, leaping and squealing, being over dramatic to show her how. She followed... but refused to run through the sprinkler. She ran parallel to the sprinkler, staying on the outside, but squealing and leaping just the same.

She made it all the way through the house in these shoes. Such a girl.

I took this pic to show our house in the A.M. When we woke up 45 minutes earlier, the house was ENTIRELY straightened. Somehow, only a few minutes later, toys and shoes were everywhere and there was a tricycle in the foyer.

We tried to get a pic of Cora & Quinn together, but she was having nothing to do with it.

 This pic cracks me up!

 Erin & the pope. I loved this pic.

Farmer's Market Saturday. 2 hours past naptime. You can't see it very clearly here, but Landon's facial expression totally said "Yes, I've walked all the way across Marion Square carrying a squirming Cora and dragging a stroller behind..."

The Quinn-sanity Continues!

"New Baby Week" meant a ton of fun for Cora.

When Cora was born, friends from work sent flowers with a tricycle. We saved the tricycle to put together new this week - she loves it!

Quinn has some major biceps.

 Cora must have some major biceps, too. That wet sponge is nearly as big as her.

 Cora is very concerned about the dirt on the car. She's her dad's daughter.

 I wonder where they're from? You'd think that their team was on the way to the NCAA championship or something.

 Cora has definitely gotten A LOT of attention this week.

Cora had her first ride on the bike for the year.

 She smiled the whole time. She loves it.

 Quinn's first bath.

Sweet baby! She smells so good after her bath. I wish I could freeze time.

Do not judge

When my baby cousin Summer was born, I was 6. That didn't stop me from having a bottle with her anytime I could convince Mimaw Eb to make me one. So I didn't think it was strange when I found Cora "two-fisting" Quinn's binkies.

Cora was just making sure Quinn's binkies are up to code.

Quinnsanity

This morning, Paul Messal sent Landon and I a text: "How are y'all dealing with the 'Quinnsanity'? See what I did there, Quinn-sanity, get it... it's like Quinn and insanity, get it. I pray that that joke hasn't been previously made. Anyway, hope everyone is doing well, I'm sure the emotions are Quinndescribable... okay, I'll stop (no I won't)." Of course that sparked a series of texts... Landon (to Paul & I): It's pretty Quinncredible!!! Thanks for asking! BTW noone had used that before. Paul (to Landon and I): YES!!!

She really is Quinncredible, and Quinndescribable, and we are feeling a little Quinnsanity!

Landon (to Carrie, later in the day): You're Carrific!!

Carrie (to Landon): Life with you is pure Landemonium! (like Pandemonium?)

And, we both agree that our older daughter is Cordorable.

If these two kids grow up to be very Meesy... or should it be Chessel? (like Cheesy and Messal combined? Maybe that doesn't work...) then you'll know that they came by it honestly!

I recant my earlier statements...

New sibling syndrome struck our house yesterday.
The good news is that today was a bit better.