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I know it’s not traditional to celebrate Easter (or anything else) on Good Friday, but when you have a family that shares its children with another family, you sometimes have to make do. That’s what happened this year and why we all got together at Tammy and David’s house tonight. There was even an egg hunt (and, amazingly, each of the three boys found exactly the same number of eggs).
Kylie didn’t look for eggs, but she found one. She and Eric rolled a plastic egg back and forth across the kitchen table for a good twenty minutes. She can be very focused when she’s involved in something. She bounces in her jumping apparatus for hours at a time, with that elusive smile on her face. The egg she found today was colored like a soccer ball, in keeping with her interest in the sports the big kids play.
D.J. and Dakota got Floam, and oh my, were they ever thrilled. Dakota wanted someone to make a blue Floam stegosaurus for him, and when Grandpa John stepped up, he was thoroughly delighted. D.J. rolled his green Floam into a ball and said, “This is Uranus.” He was talking about the planet, but it was a little hard to keep a straight face. Then he rolled it out cannoli-style and said, solemnly, “This is a viper.”
Aiden was showered with gifts, and he was appropriately grateful. “Thank you for the lawnmower, Grandma,” he said, unprompted. “Thank you for the chainsaw.” Well, sure. What almost-two-year-old wouldn’t be thrilled with presents like that? But he also loves stuffed animals, and his face lit up at the sight of his new fluffy dog with bunny ears. He’s a complex person, our Aiden, but you don’t have to work very hard to make him smile. |
