Sunday, March 31, 2013

easter sunday

Alleluia! He is Risen!


















Our egg hunting... a bit competitive and over very quickly. Now all that chocolate is just begging to be eaten. But not the hard-boiled eggs. Funny, that.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

eggs

They go in white. They come out coloured. It really is that amazing.

Friday, March 29, 2013

good friday








































the crosses go up // Jesus in the tomb // a rock rolled in front // now we wait

Thursday, March 28, 2013

holy thursday







































































(Not pictured are the events of Crazy Tuesday when, after almost FORTY DAYS of this Easter Garden sitting within easy access, Henry could no longer control his little self and flung dirt and grass all over the dining room. Jerusalem was a mess. Henry was, eventually, apologetic.)

Sunday, March 24, 2013

palm sunday

Here comes a stubbly Jesus, riding on his over-sized donkey, while all the scribbly pink people (and the big pajama-ed boys) shout, "Hosanna! Glory to God in the Highest!"




















And that's what happens on Palm Sunday.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

another meeting

... with the Chungs. This time, Annie slapped Dejan. A loud, open-handed slap on those delicious cheeks of his. She just couldn't resist. We're sorry, Dejan.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Sunday, March 17, 2013

sometimes this happens

And sometimes it doesn't. But today it did - the boys quietly reading while we did morning clean-up and got bodies ready for Church - and it was awesome.






































Lately, we feel like... we are stuck in spin cycle in the washing machine, and maybe someone had rocks in their pockets and they are getting chucked at us as we are tossed round and round in this spinning drum. And in this ill thought-out metaphor, health and sleep and emotions are the very pointy rocks.

This week, we had dinosaur nightmares, unexplained throw-ups, and screaming fits. As Henry and I waited for the new Pope to emerge on the balcony, he started throwing up into my cupped hands until they overflowed and we were stuck, unable to move without creating a giant mess all over the carpet and ourselves. Three days later, it was Annie's turn, and she threw up what seemed like two full days worth of food all over me, the chair in her room, and the carpet (but it was so projectile that she remained neat and tidy). Our nights are a continuous parade from one bed to the other as little people cannot sleep, must not sleep, will not sleep. And our days show the consequence of that, with tired little bodies spilling over with explosive, giant emotions.

But, still, this is not a complaint. Just the truth, lest anyone think all of our pictures paint a life too sunshiney. Yes, we are very tired. And, yes, I can be a very crabby mommy. But I am suspecting that all of this is very timely. This is our Lent, and I have prayed hard about knowing true sacrifice, desiring to love until it hurts. My prayers are being met but there are days when I am not up to this challenge - too lazy, too tired, too selfish. So those are the days I pack my kids up in boxes and quit.































































Ha ha. If only.

(p.s. diapers are on sale at Costco.)

I don't have any answers or a neat way to sum this up. There are still two more weeks of Lent so there is more learning and more trying to be done. And also more loads of laundry. Way more loads of laundry to clean us all up.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

35

We celebrated with waffles and cake and Dhas' and presents and phone calls and hugs.






































Happy Birthday to me, indeed.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

annie and emilie's first fight

Over a bunny rabbit. Emilie won. Annie lost interest.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

so proud

of herself.


























According to the boys, Annie has upped her "interesting" quota by being able to sit. They loved (and mauled) her before. Now all the more. And they've started teaching Annie the "go team Kantor!" cheer.


























And she thinks he is so very funny. Just the most hilarious.

Monday, March 4, 2013

Sunday, March 3, 2013

grandpa's (early) birthday

Today we celebrated with all the cousins and kolbasa, making it a very perfect birthday for a Hungarian grandpa.

Friday, March 1, 2013

mad faces

This is how we feel about Grammie and Papa going back to Saskatchewan.






































p.s. Thank you for coming. It meant a lot to us and we love you.
p.p.s. But we're still mad.