Let the Itri summer of fun begin!!

Tax season's over, the weather is getting warmer, and we're ready to have fun this summer!!
First off, we're going on vacation, WITHOUT the kids. We keep telling everyone we're going to Cancun, because they know where that is, but technically, we're going to a beach town a few miles further south on the same coast, called Tulum. This is what it looks like:


It's just as nice as Cancun, but without the crowds, which is utterly awesome since both Lisa and Scott hate crowds. Why do we hate crowds? Go to walmart on a Saturday afternoon or a Holiday and ask that again. Observe exhibit A:



Just LOOKING at this picture is making me grind my teeth. My issues with crowded grocery stores are even worse than my road rage, a weakness that will probably get me shot by some old lady packing heat.



Anyway, the fewer people on the beach, the better. So that's the plan. We're taking off next Friday and we'll be gone 9 days. Am I excited? Obviously. The only problem? I'm going to miss my babies. Yes it will be wonderful to take a break, and yes sometimes I want to slam my head against the wall in frustration at the quirks of motherhood from time to time, but I love my little turds. Not to mention my son is more addicted to me than Lindsey Lohan is to crack. I'm not saying this to pat myself on the back, it's incredibly endearing, and a little empowering, but also makes day to day life inconvenient. The fact that he's a Momma's boy is an understatement. Example? Every time I leave the room to go to the bathroom he bursts into tears. I wish I were exaggerating. The only way we survived Disneyland last October was the fact that I could carry him in the sling, thereby making him feel like Mommy was holding him all day.



Anyway, I'm a little nervous about how my parents are going to handle him during his emotional turmoil. As we speak he's clawing his way into my lap while I type because he thinks it's mandatory to force himself into my lap whenever I sit down for longer than 5 minutes. Honestly though, Scott and I really need to get away. Especially because we hadn't seen much of each other the last 4 months or so because of tax season and his working so hard, so I guess we'll see what happens. When it comes to making time to hang out with your spouse, you've gotta do what you've gotta do.
So that's about it for what's on our mind lately, probably by the next post I'll have cool pictures of our adventure on the Coast of Mexico.

On other news:

2 weeks ago I DID get to hang out with some of my cute gal pals from the high school days, and it had been a super long time since I'd seen all three of them, so it was a treat to catch up on old times and enjoy each others company. Not only that, but I remembered to bring a camera!



The only other thing that's happened in the past month was the MUSE concert on the 5th, which I went to with my sister in law Jenna. If you wanna see pictures of those, they are on her blog on my family linklist to the right...under the names, Mike and Jenna. She already did a whole cute post about it so if you care, you can read all about what we did, how the concert was, and the poser in the green headband who we made fun of the whole time.
...Okay okay, I'll let you see what he looked like. Yes I took a picture of his stupidity, he deserved it.

Gotta love the Utah preppy boy trying to go for the Brett Michaels look. What a tool.

So I guess that's all I've got for the month of April. It's been a pretty good month. We're contemplating on going to Philly in the middle of June, and actually bringing the kids, so they can enjoy the beach with us too, that way we don't rip them off out of a summer vacation. That's not set in stone yet though. My poor babies. I'm so nervous...I don't know how to not worry about them every second of the day. This will be weird.

Easter

So much to say, but very little time. However, since I'm trying to be better at blogging, I'll post a little at a time. I will be continually adding to this post as time continues.

GENERAL CONFERENCE was survived this year. It gets harder and harder when you have kids, as I've noticed, but when you try and do what's right, the Lord blesses you, and even lets you hear parts of the talk, that perhaps, are the parts you needed to hear the most anyway.
Crystal is old enough that we can distract her with coloring activities. We printed up a bunch of coloring conference pages on Sugardoodle.net to keep her busy. For those of you with kids who are unaware of this gem of a website, it's fabulous, and helps your kids get some further involvement in conference. I would love to pick apart all the talks I loved and why, but I don't want to bore you. I am, however reading a talk everyday already thanks to LDS.org and love that I come across things that I didn't notice while hearing it. As a mother, conference was particularly touching and it made me cry several times, like only the gospel can seem to do to me.

EASTER EGG DIPPER TREATS
I made these to be festive for Easter, and they were really good, and looked absolutely adorable in the kids Easter baskets! Super cheap and easy too!!


Here are some pics of my family and my kids in their Easter clothes for your enjoyment:

Why my passport pictures suck

10 years ago I was an 18-19 year old punk rock girl who enjoyed being loud, having fun, and pushing peoples buttons. The joke however, was on me because the way I looked was recorded for all to see for the next ten years.
THIS is my passport picture from 10 years ago:

Okay, so all my hair is to one side with dark roots exposed, I have bushy eyebrows...probably to match my furry collar, and I look like I'm about to make a smart alec remark to the photographer, but other than that, it's not that bad, just really dated. At least the skin color is accurate, unlike my current one.
You'd think that with the next picture, I'd be prepared. Here's what happened. I wore white instead of black this time, my hair was all the same color and I wore red lipstick. The "photographer" tried to put my hair behind my hears for me, but some was sticking out. I was also informed that I wasn't allowed to show any teeth, and I needed a closed mouth smile. The flash made the lipstick pop out a little too strongly...but not too bad. I looked at the pic and thought it wasn't too awesome, but I figured I could live with it. Wrong. Here's why:
When the passport people mailed the actual passport to me, they COMPLETELY washed out my face, making my nose virtually disappear. Not to mention adding wavy blue lines in the front. Also, the black hair, red lipstick, vampire white face doesn't do much for me at all. I've decided that if Michael Jackson and Marilyn Manson had a baby together, it would look like my passport picture. Here's proof:
This is Marilyn's mugshot:


Here is Michael:


And here, ladies and gentlemen, is my passport pic:

Scary how much I look like the two of them isn't it? Especially Michael. Go, scroll back up, look at it again, and then look at me. If you take Marilyn's hair and mix it with Michael's awesome make up, you get this.
My sister suggested I wear mime makeup and cover my nose when I show them my passport at the airport, so they'll be able to recognize me. I'm thinking she has the right idea. The best part? I get to live with this super hot picture for another 10 years. Wonder how bad the 40 year old pic will look, since apparently they're progressively getting worse.