Today was our first major holiday with five kids. We tend to go pretty low-key with Easter, and this year was no different, but I did buy a few more things for the baskets than I usually would. I think something about not spending much time in Target over the last few months caused me to snap a bit as I was walking through the aisles. So. Much. Fun. Crap. So. Cheap. The simple girl in me managed to put back 2/3 of the trinkets I picked up as I walked through the store, but the boys still got 5-6 things each: bubbles, toothbrushes, yo-yos, water guns, pencils, and mini-flashlights in addition to jelly beans, candy eggs and the coveted chocolate bunny.

Clara, alas, received no Easter basket. Not only was she completely unimpressed by the whole affair, but I could think of nothing to put in one. Stuffed animals? A scourge upon the family that already has children: those things have been collecting dust in our house for 11+ years. Rattles? She can’t even move her hands with purpose yet. The only thing she gets too excited about just yet is breastmilk, and I wasn’t about to put that in a hollow plastic egg.

As usual, the simplest things were the most appreciated. William hopped from room to room on his “hippety hop”, as I’ve always called them (you know, the ball with the handle that you sit and jump on?), a water gun fight commenced in the yard even though it was really too cold out for water guns, and we played quite a few games of War and Go Fish. Oh, and Owen went through about four bottles of bubble solution:

He may also have taken a few licks of the bubble solution…just to test it out.

Of course, we spent a good part of the day snapping photos of Clara in her Easter dress:

Really, how could I help but go in for a smooch?