Is it Easter already?

We had a delightful Easter. Dad got a friend to help him pretend he's in a gang (and a tie):

Pretty Girl got to spend time with her boyfriend ~ he has a girl in every port but she doesn't care. She adores him. Even picks him over mom (and she got a new dress):

The boys got tennis rackets (they started tennis lessons with a homeschool group Easter week), 3 Musketeer cloaks (please go read all about them here) and new ties (please go read about them here):

Mom got chic new placemats, a new dress (please go read about it), and a nap after staying awake all night sewing up a storm (please go read about my sewing frenzy). Hopefully mom also received a lesson learned about planning ahead and not going overboard. Doubtful though.

Harlem Rockets Rock

Our town had a fun event last month. The Harlem Rockets played the Responders. For the uninitiated, the Rockets are like the Harlem Globetrotters. Um, but not. The Responders is a rag tag collection of police and fire personnel from our town. The game was a LOT of fun. We walked in, braved our way through the mob and to our shocked delight, found the boys' cousins at the game. We got front row seats which meant lots of sweaty attention from the star of the game.
Pretty Girl, whose trademark is getting really silly when she's tired, made the most of her front row seat and almost made it onto the court at least half a dozen times.
In the end, of course, the Rockets won, which led to teary disappointment from two overly tired boys. It took us most of the trip home to convince them the Rockets were just an amazingly talented team and the Responders held their own. ...I don't want to make you think they are competitive or anything. For that you'll have to wait for me to blog about THEIR sports seasons that recently started.