I’ve got about half of the Twizzler drool off of my screen.

Easter has come and gone, and it went well. The Easter Bunny brought baskets for all three boys, there was an egg hunt in Howell with Nikki’s sisters and our families, and there was Dinner in the TWP with my parents and brother and the Nitsches. Wow, how Reader’s Digest of me.

If you’re wondering, Cian is in his car seat, falling asleep, and I’m writing this while I wait to make sure he’s not faking out. Again. :) ‘s TKO’ed on the bed next to me and NCIS is on the TV. This show is growing on me like a fungus.

Aidan and Hunter were both good today, though they definitely had their moments where their likelihood of survival plummeted. I know that I’m making progress as a parent, though, because I was able to finally let it go today, when it was all over. It was an incredible relief, as well as a badge of pride.

Looks like Cian’s crashed. Time for me to try and get some shut-eye. Yay!