One good thing about living in Tennessee
Is that I get to hang out with my cousin’s wife and their kids. I think we get along very well and are similar in strange ways. Like we both cry at the drop of a hat (or the sound of a shoe falling down the stairs—there’s a story behind this that made me both cry and laugh a little). We share a lot of similar frustrations and even have babies who are very close in age (7 weeks apart). The picture below has her son, Sam and my daughter, Ila (did you notice that both their first names are only 3 letters long?)
Every so often we get together for a trip to the park or some other activity. It’s a nice break from the monotony of cleaning and child tending.
The day after Easter, I picked up this Easter kit to make chocolate covered pretzels and we made them last time we were together.
They didn’t end up as artistic as the ones on the box, but they were yummy.
And the kids didn’t care if they were perfectly sculpted (I’m sad that the only picture that I have of them holding them up is blurry).
Anyway, I meant to post a picture of our chocolate making adventures rigt after, but I decided that late was better than never. . .righ?!