this messy month called april

Does April seem ridiculous to you?

It does to me.

Seriously.

Ridiculous.

It was always a crazy month growing up since all four of my family members {and our dog, at one point} had their birthdays smooshed into those 30 days of almost-spring.

And, now that I am married, we also have added four Murri members to that list.

Eight birthdays.

It is a good thing I like cake.

A lot.

So, here is the run-down.

The happiest birthdays {in order} to:

-My momsie AND little brother {who share the same birthday...which also happens to be April Fools Day...does that mean Bryan was adopted? We are still waiting for the verdict on that ;) }

 -Jason, who got to celebrate with a new wifey, which is the best thing ever!

-My sweet hubster, who got to celebrate with a not-so-new wifey who is getting pregnant-fat and ate all of his cake by herself.

-Coya, who got to escape this crazy house {from a super fun Easter visit} just in time to celebrate hers.

-Mike, the raddest Father-in-Law ever! Guys. He WON Murri Maddness this year!

{Sidenote #1: I managed to come in 5th out of 30...and Tyrel? Oh. 12th. That's right. 3 years and running of whipping my husband in his own game.}

-Lyle, who gets a fancy new executive job for his birthday present {and has AT LAST quit JCPenney for good...of all of us siblings, he held out the longest at that darn place}

-And last but certainly not least, my sweet daddy, who will get lots of Kemry kisses on his birthday later this month.

Phew. 

There.

I did it.

We love you all!

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On a more lame note, we had a nice teaser of spring {where our two-and-a-half feet of snow engulfing our yard COMPLETELY melted}, just in time for Wanda to come through.

But she is way wimpier than they planned, which I am so fine with.

Two inches so far?

It beats MY birthday snowfall {do you like how I tied that all in? You do, don't you?}.

{She did bring some thunder-snow for Tyrel, however, which was a weird first for him}.

It is enough, however, to make our cabin fever burst through the roof.

Poor Kemry has been so bored.

I think she has put all of her toys in time-out about five times each today.

{Sidenote #2, I hope I don't sound as snarky as she does when I put her in time-out...

but she sure sounds sweet when she puts them to bed and says "Sweet dreams!!", so I guess it is a trade-off...}

And, now, as she is in her room for nap-time, she is banging on her xylophone singing "Jingle Bells" as loud as she can.

But spring is coming.
I can feel it.

I can't wait to plant my garden, rip up my flowerbeds, and get awkward sunburns from sitting at the park in our winter-white skin.

But, until then, here are a few pictures of Kemry frantically running to each window in her room telling the snow that it is naughty.

We taught her well.