My Room!

Today Daddy and Mommy decided to fix my room. Well, I guess it's Tommy's room too, but really it's mostly mine.

They took out the two little dressers and brought in a big new one for me and Tommy to share. (Baby Sister gets one of the small ones). They hung lots of pictures, our long train, and ALL my artwork on the walls! Then they brought in our toy chest that looks like a truck--it fit all our toys!
If you look at the picture, you can see the new curtains Mommy made for our room. They keep our room nice and dark while we sleep and then we tie them back with ribbon during the day. Mommy says they aren't quite done yet, though. She's going to put a moon and stars on them so they glow in the dark and keep me safe at night. I like this idea a LOT.

It's a nice room, don't you think? Daddy is very happy about it. He keeps going back to look at it and smile. Mommy likes it too, but I think Tommy and I like it best of all.

When I first saw it all done, I said, "Wow! Oh, I like my room! I love it! I do!"

Now, all that's left to do is see how it looks with our toys all over the floor. Ha ha!

Easter Holiday

Easter is a very interesting Holiday. It's like Christmas because it has two very different stories to tell and both are fun and exciting.
First story is the Easter Bunny. This one is confusing. Don't get me wrong--I love the idea that a big bunny hops around leaving candy-filled eggs for me to find and eat. Who wouldn't like that?

But who is this bunny? Why does he bring everyone candy? And what is a bunny doing with eggs anyway? Weird.

Oh well. I like the Egg Hunt thing and all the jelly beans I got, so I'll just keep my silly questions to myself.

The other story is a better story, even though it doesn't come with candy, baskets, and fuzzy green ears.

Daddy and Mommy told us a story about Easter. When he grew up, Jesus died and his friends were so sad. They buried him in a cave, behind a big round rock. After three days, an Angel moved the rock and Jesus came out alive! All his friends and everyone was so happy! They said "Hooray! Jesus is alive! Happy Easter!"

You can't tell me there's a better story than that.

Daddy even showed us the story. He made a cave out of pillows and blankets. I got to be Jesus and I got in the cave. Daddy covered the door with a BIG pillow (the "rock") and then we all counted to three (I'm so good at counting). Tommy was the angel. He moved the rock and I jumped out. Mommy and Daddy cheered and clapped and said, "Happy Easter!"

I LOVED this game and played it for days and days.

So there you go--one holiday and two stories. It's late for me to say it, but HAPPY EASTER anyway!