Easter weekend was quite nice around our house. Mr P was pretty excited about the basket the Easter Bunny left him, but what little kid isn't excited about copious amounts of sugar? We took him to the Terrace egg hunt, where he ran in the opposite direction, got one egg, found there was candy in it, & decided he just wanted that one piece opened right then, & stared at the parents who had pillowcases like they were lunatics (possibly learned from his mother) before getting the gist of gathering the eggs & putting them in his basket. Once he figured the whole thing out it was very cute. He would put the eggs in his little basket & tell me the colors with a grin the size of Georgia on his face.
Nursery is still going well, aside from when Ty decides to peek through the window & set Mr P into a little frenzy. We're working on the standing at a distance thing, so he won't be noticed. He seems to have a great time, especially when the snacks come out. Knock on wood...
We spent the afternoon with Ty's family eating & chatting, jumping on the trampoline, feeding the baby cows, & lounging. It's always a great day for a holiday.
Mr P even got an Easter haircut (Well, a trim at least. Most people don't even notice.) following a gal asking me if I was one of 'those moms' who doesn't cut their boy's hair. In my defense, I like it shaggy-- It really isn't just an excuse for me to be lazy.
