Is it broken? Probably....

In an effort to keep things real around here, Bitty is hurt.  Surprisingly, this time it isn't head related.  Typically, he hurts his noggin, but this time it's his right hands, fingers to be more specific.  Trey let the boys go to the batting cages by his office and said, "DO NOT go near the weights."  Well, the Bit saw what he thought was a tennis ball, near the weights, and went to get it.  It ended up being a soft ball and not a tennis ball.  When he went to leave the area, he needed to move a bar (that you put weights on) to get out.  When he moved the bar, a 60 pound dumbbell fell, and well.....



I'm pretty sure something is broken.

And swollen....

Pallet time...

Cousin TA made us a cross.  Many people in the neighborhood have these up.


Since we couldn't have Easter parties at school, we had one here.  First we hunted eggs.  Rules were enforced, of course.  The rules included: you can only get 12 eggs and 1 golden egg.





He found the first golden egg.

Bit found the second one


The Sister required some help.

Then she cried because Bitty got a sparkly egg she wanted.  Someone always has to cry.

Next on the agenda was a pinata I bought a year or two ago on sale.  Man, I love a sale!






They only liked the Twix bars.  Go figure.

Then we had snacks....

Just trying to keep it real and interesting around these parts