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Easter Round-up.

How was your Easter? Our was great, although I am still recovering from eating the better parts of two separate Monkey Bread creations.  I've been so good on my "non-diet" diet that I honestly think all that sugar was a nasty shock to my system. Let's just say the gastric impacts were less than pleasant, for sure. We attended a brunch on Saturday with a bunch of friends and kiddos, and the kids were able to get outside and do a good ole, old fashioned egg hunt.

No such luck on Sunday, where were were greeted on our drive to visit Grandpa and Grandma with rain, rain, and more rain. The egg hunt at church had to be moved inside, which as fun as it sounds, is limited by the fact that there are only so many places to hide eggs in the nave; above the pew or below the pew. 

We got back to my parents house to settle the kids with lunch and then naps.  The first part (lunch) went well, the second park (nap) did not. Bubba will be five in a few months and could go a day without a nap (although, he still naps everyday, you would not be a mess if he missed one), so it's always hard to get him to sleep when not at home.  Sissy would. just. not. go. to. sleep.  We can't do what we do at home: which is unscrew the light bulbs and close the door. At Grandpa and Grandma's she's in a walk-in closet (with a sink) on a mattress.  Not ideal.  It took us an hour and a half to get her to sleep.  By that time, Bubba was awake.  The Easter Bunny was supposed to visit during nap, so when Sissy finally got up (rather, we woke her up), I had to keep the kids in the master bedroom while RD hid the eggs.  You can see how happy they were with their loot. 

40 years this past July.

Today, I'm thankful that my parents have lived up to the commitment of marriage they made with one another 40 years ago. 

(My mom was tiny back then - I tried on this dress when I was preparing to get married and it would not zip up in the back.  She still holds that over my head!)

Today, my son's head almost exploded.

Bubba and I joined some friends to attend "Go, Diego, Go Live!" at the Paramount in Seattle. 

He's never been to a movie theater before (don't get me wrong, however, he's watched plenty of DVDs, etc.), so I didn't know what to expect in terms of his response.

He LOVED it.

We had a wonderful time.  The production was quite good, although there was quite a bit of overacting, but what would you expect when it's for kids?  (Sidebar to Noreen: it was very much in the "acting" - hands up; "not acting" - hands down territory).  I was quite entertained by it, as it was very interactive with the audience.  I sang along with Bubba, clapped and shouted when commanded to by Diego. But alot of the parents just sat there while their kids watched; what's up with that?  The set and set changes pretty nice (no "The Lion King" or anything), but Bubba had a fantastic time and that's all that really matters.

   

After all the fun and excitement, he crashed and burned a bit at home.

The end.