The angry pterodactyl is awake.

Everything I say or do is being followed by a deafening screeching sound. We call her the pterodactyl. If I look at her, she screeches. If I ask her to do something, it's worse. So, I have placed her in her nest, and I told her to come out into the world when she's ready to be nice.

We'll see.

Here's our Easter picture.

1 - MIL took the picture. Was laughing that she wasn't getting us in the frame, and that she was cutting off heads. I didn't find it funny. At all.

2 - I have to do something about my weight. I hate how heavy I have allowed myself to become, and this picture makes me disgusted. The kids and my husband look great.

3 - my hair is recently cut, and I like the cut, but it was windy yesterday and my hair looks poofier than it actually is.
4 - I had meant to wear my contacts, but ran out of getting-ready time.