Our Pet Cricket

For the last few weeks we had a pet cricket.  He lived in the wall behind our refrigerator.   There is an opening in the wall for the water hose that goes to the ice maker.  He chirped and chirped and chirped and chirped every night at around 7 and stopped sometime after we'd gone to bed.  It's amazing how we could hear him throughout the entire house.  I don't know if he chirped for us, or if he's looking for a girlfriend, but either way it's really annoying.  It didn't really bother me too much because I can tune him out, but the chirping literally drove Brigham crazy. When Chirpy started singing, Brigham disappeared to our room and shut the door to watch TV.  I didn't think it would last so long, but....it did.  It had been weeks and the little guy had to go.  We read on the internet on how to get ride of our little friend.  So I tried the molasses and water trick to drown the poor guy.  Once I put the bowl of molasses water by the hole we haven't heard him.  Either he knew the molasses trick, he went outside and got eaten by a bird, or he died on his own, we don't care.  As long as the chirping doesn't start again, we're happy!!  

The other night I did smash a big cricket in our kitchen headed toward the refrigerator.  Maybe it was Chirpy coming back from vacay.  I did feel bad about smashing whoever it was, but I don't think Brig would have been able to ever be normal again if the chirping started up again!

Easter Time

        

This post is really late, but here it is anyway.  For the month of April all Whitney talked about was Easter Time.  The Easter bunny and springtime had been a big part of Whitney's life at daycare.  It had been part of Brooke's life too, but I don't know if she's noticed or not.  Both girls still love me to sing the hop hop song(where I just say 'hop' over and over to a tune and they hop).  To actually celebrate Easter the girls had 4 different egg hunts, lots of candy, and now we have lots of plastic eggs.  At daycare they had a party that lasted all day that included an egg hunt, crafts, songs and tons of junk food.  On Saturday we went to the city Springfest where there was a huge egg hunt and carnival rides. 

On Sunday morning the Easter bunny had come to our house and the girls knew just what to do when they saw the eggs.  Brooke started stuffing chocolate in her mouth, drooling everywhere, but it was too cute to stop her.  The front of her pjs were turned brown with chocolate drool. 

                    

While Brooke took her morning nap, Whitney made glitter eggs that turned pretty good.  I let Whitney do as much of it as possible, so she really enjoyed it. 

 

At church we, of course, learned about the true meaning of Easter :).  After church we went to my parents house for dinner and another egg hunt. 

I had my fill of egg hunts but I bet Whitney would have liked to do it again and again. Happy(late)Easter!