A Jet-Lagged Easter
It was a lovely Easter despite the jet lag. Greta woke up at 4:30am and didn't go back to sleep. Lucia woke up at 6am. I took them downstairs at that point, and they explored their Easter baskets. This year they got: two LOL dolls, an AG ramen set (from Walmart), a giant Squishmallow, three Micro Squeezimals, a brainteaser solitaire game, a flamingo pen, hairbands, and a small Squishmallow backpack clip. Their Easter eggs had chocolate eggs and Iwako eraser animals (or, as Greta calls them, "take-apart animals").
In a genius move, before we left for London I guided the girls to decide that having the Easter Bunny hide the eggs was too risky, after last year's slug debacle. "They" decided that this year, the Easter Bunny would leave the eggs for Mommy and Daddy to hide. This saved me in so many ways, mostly because I didn't have to get up in the dark of night to hide the eggs outside before the kids woke up. It was so much better this way. After they opened all the stuff in their baskets, they waited in the attic while Andrew and I hid the eggs all around the house and outside, and then they did their hunt. They loved it. They each had 25 regular eggs to find plus 5 larger metallic eggs.
They found all the eggs but one--I'd hidden it between the wings of our cement gargoyle. For a hint, I said, "Notre Dame"-- and Greta immediately got it and ran to the gargoyle. That's a lot of connections for a seven-year-old to make.
We went to 10am Mass, took pictures, and then L&G spent the rest of the day playing outside in the yard (ie in the mud). We didn't really interact with them until dinnertime, with the exception of an egg-dyeing interlude. (We hadn't had time to dye eggs before our trip; better late than never.) They then used the leftover dye to make stained-glass paper towels. Then it was back to the mud.
Andrew grilled burgers, hot dogs, and vegetables for Easter dinner. We found some old cake in the freezer for dessert (it was not good) and Mom made Rice Krispie treats with some questionable marshmallows we found in the cupboard (they were fine). It wasn't an elaborate Easter meal but it was a perfect day-after-a-big-trip meal.
Tomorrow, back to reality. We had a reality check today, in preparation, when Andrew added up all the money we spent in London. GASP. But it was worth it, of course. Traveling always is.
In a genius move, before we left for London I guided the girls to decide that having the Easter Bunny hide the eggs was too risky, after last year's slug debacle. "They" decided that this year, the Easter Bunny would leave the eggs for Mommy and Daddy to hide. This saved me in so many ways, mostly because I didn't have to get up in the dark of night to hide the eggs outside before the kids woke up. It was so much better this way. After they opened all the stuff in their baskets, they waited in the attic while Andrew and I hid the eggs all around the house and outside, and then they did their hunt. They loved it. They each had 25 regular eggs to find plus 5 larger metallic eggs.
They found all the eggs but one--I'd hidden it between the wings of our cement gargoyle. For a hint, I said, "Notre Dame"-- and Greta immediately got it and ran to the gargoyle. That's a lot of connections for a seven-year-old to make.
We went to 10am Mass, took pictures, and then L&G spent the rest of the day playing outside in the yard (ie in the mud). We didn't really interact with them until dinnertime, with the exception of an egg-dyeing interlude. (We hadn't had time to dye eggs before our trip; better late than never.) They then used the leftover dye to make stained-glass paper towels. Then it was back to the mud.
Andrew grilled burgers, hot dogs, and vegetables for Easter dinner. We found some old cake in the freezer for dessert (it was not good) and Mom made Rice Krispie treats with some questionable marshmallows we found in the cupboard (they were fine). It wasn't an elaborate Easter meal but it was a perfect day-after-a-big-trip meal.
Tomorrow, back to reality. We had a reality check today, in preparation, when Andrew added up all the money we spent in London. GASP. But it was worth it, of course. Traveling always is.
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