What an Easter!
The house was stuffed with people, food, tables, and chairs. It's hard to fit twenty people for a sit-down dinner in a small house! We somehow managed it, and judging from the noise, everybody had a good time.
Of course, the cab company service hasn't improved. They were supposed to pick up my grandfather at 1:30 pm. They eventually showed up around 3 pm. They were only 20 minutes late in when they came to take him home, so that could possibly be an improvement.
This year the house seemed to be full of kids. Or, more accurately, I attracted all of the kids in the house. At one point I had three little girls tagging after me, and a baby blowing raspberries whenever I looked in her direction. Erin's nephew-in-law was kept preoccupied with his toys, I only caught glimpses of him. I finally took them upstairs and pulled out a Disney Trivia game.
I was keeping them distracted while Andrew and Erin were outside, hiding eggs. It was a cold, dreary, rainy day, but they still ran around with their baskets, finding eggs, rehiding them, pointing them out for the younger ones, and laughing. I ended up with the baby on the porch while her parents helped her little brother (who had somehow ended up with two baskets.) It's been a while since we've had such a sweet, goodnatured baby in the house. She laughed, made faces, watched them running around with a puzzled look on her face, and didn't seem to mind at all that a complete stranger was holding her. (my youngest cousin was always glued to her mother, and generally cried whenever anyone even looked at her.) When they finished, I took her back inside and waited for her mother to come back to claim her. (If she didn't show up, I could always auction her off to the aunts or my mother.)
When I went back upstairs to clean up the game pieces. I found three little girls (well, one not so little, she's half my age, but taller than I am!) had spread their egg loot all over the floor and were trading and divvying things up.
After they went downstairs for dessert, I discovered that they had been up to one more thing. An Easter candy hunt - for me! I'm still finding candy tucked away in odd places.
Of course, after that my Dad starts in with my uncle about his stupid computer wireless network problem, and they trek upstairs to look at it. My uncle couldn't figure it out, either, and advised me to reset the server. I haven't done it yet. It works just fine on the other two computers! I don't want to have to spend an afternoon running around trying to remember what settings I need to change and where they're located. He's close enough to the router that he can use a CAT5 cable, and that's probably faster and more stable than wireless. Bah.
So . . . Happy Easter! Here's to chocolate eggs hidden in my room.
The house was stuffed with people, food, tables, and chairs. It's hard to fit twenty people for a sit-down dinner in a small house! We somehow managed it, and judging from the noise, everybody had a good time.
Of course, the cab company service hasn't improved. They were supposed to pick up my grandfather at 1:30 pm. They eventually showed up around 3 pm. They were only 20 minutes late in when they came to take him home, so that could possibly be an improvement.
This year the house seemed to be full of kids. Or, more accurately, I attracted all of the kids in the house. At one point I had three little girls tagging after me, and a baby blowing raspberries whenever I looked in her direction. Erin's nephew-in-law was kept preoccupied with his toys, I only caught glimpses of him. I finally took them upstairs and pulled out a Disney Trivia game.
I was keeping them distracted while Andrew and Erin were outside, hiding eggs. It was a cold, dreary, rainy day, but they still ran around with their baskets, finding eggs, rehiding them, pointing them out for the younger ones, and laughing. I ended up with the baby on the porch while her parents helped her little brother (who had somehow ended up with two baskets.) It's been a while since we've had such a sweet, goodnatured baby in the house. She laughed, made faces, watched them running around with a puzzled look on her face, and didn't seem to mind at all that a complete stranger was holding her. (my youngest cousin was always glued to her mother, and generally cried whenever anyone even looked at her.) When they finished, I took her back inside and waited for her mother to come back to claim her. (If she didn't show up, I could always auction her off to the aunts or my mother.)
When I went back upstairs to clean up the game pieces. I found three little girls (well, one not so little, she's half my age, but taller than I am!) had spread their egg loot all over the floor and were trading and divvying things up.
After they went downstairs for dessert, I discovered that they had been up to one more thing. An Easter candy hunt - for me! I'm still finding candy tucked away in odd places.
Of course, after that my Dad starts in with my uncle about his stupid computer wireless network problem, and they trek upstairs to look at it. My uncle couldn't figure it out, either, and advised me to reset the server. I haven't done it yet. It works just fine on the other two computers! I don't want to have to spend an afternoon running around trying to remember what settings I need to change and where they're located. He's close enough to the router that he can use a CAT5 cable, and that's probably faster and more stable than wireless. Bah.
So . . . Happy Easter! Here's to chocolate eggs hidden in my room.
