In the weeks leading up to April Fools Day last year, I got the idea to play a really mean joke on my poor husband. The tool I needed was a positive pregnancy test that I still had from finding out about Keira.
I'm sure you can guess: I was going to tell Matt we were pregnant with our third. Then, the Karma Police got me first when I found out about two weeks before April Fools that I indeed was pregnant with my third child. HA HA joke's on me.
So, I've been planning for over a year to pull this prank.
After a morning at work, I couldn't wait to get home yesterday and put my plan into action. This was going to be good. But before I could get home I had to run out to his work and trade cars with him.
I'm about to leave the parking lot through a tight and tiny exit ramp when all of a sudden I heard an awful noise -my van was sliding along the concrete wall as I was turning onto the exit ramp. This space is incredibly crazy to imagine getting a van through- so much so that when I started to exit, I had to back up a little and then pull forward again in order to try and make the turn. And that's when I damaged our van.
As I realize that the Karma Police are out to get me again, I start debating whether or not I should continue with my mean joke. Should I even bother with my prank or should I just not bother since I'll be having to tell some difficult news that is REAL! I decided that since there was only cosmetic damage done to the van, I should go ahead and continue with the plan. Besides, I figured he'd be so relieved that we aren't expecting that he'd not mind a few scratches and dents on our new van.
I arrive home and send this email to Matt:
"Hey-
I have to share this with you. I discovered this after you left this morning."
and this picture was attached

He wrote back:
"April Fools."
I write back about how tired I've been lately and tell him about our (fake) appointment in a couple of weeks and how sorry I was that I couldn't be more creative on how I told him the news. (In reality I couldn't tell him to his face because I don't have a poker face).
He writes back, "funny." And I decide to call him.
I've been planning this for a year, he can't know that I'm joking just yet.
I call him and slowly begin to convince him that I am pregnant with our 4th child in three years. I realize this because as our conversation progresses, he keeps saying, "Really?" in a lower and lower tone.
I'm satisfied with how far this joke has gone and I start to worry that he's on the verge of major trauma trying to wrap his brain around the news. I then blurt out "April Fools."
"Really?" he says, in a more up beat tone.
I assured him that we aren't pregnant to which he said, "Good, because my hands were starting to sweat."
And then I told him about the van. He didn't seem too upset.
He soon came home from work and took a look at the van. We sat down together and he said, "Well, the van will be a lot cheaper than another baby."
He's got a point. But at least a baby is a blessing.
Here is the what remained of our place settings. The girls had fun smashing the hard-boiled eggs- but they didn't get to these before I was able to snap a photo.





"Keira, what did you find. Can you show me what's in your bucket?" -Lara
"It looks like you found lots of eggs, Kenli." -Lara


She also enjoys the overall experience, unlike those silly older sisters. She only fusses when I'm not getting the spoon into her mouth fast enough.




Here is the finished product.


First bath picture with all three girls in the tub

I took this picture so I'd always be able to remember one of my favorite rooms in my old house at my favorite time of day. I will miss the sun shining in the dining room as I'm setting the girls' dinner on the table. After a crazy day, I get to serve them their meal with this peaceful setting behind them. The calm after the storm of my day. 









Oh, heck no!!!! She was too busy carrying on in her post-nap blues!

Wait, I'm not done. Where did my hands go?
I'm so maaaadddd!!!!
I just got my hands figured out mom. Please don't tease me with my feet!





Never mind, I'm just going to eat now.



Winter cutie!