But we did go down to Mesapotamia for Easter. We got my feet fixed by Uncle Cameron -- and sidebar here, Colin got into Podiatry school. YAY! I told him, he's going to inherit my feet when his dad retires. I need a good podiatrist for the rest of my life. That however is a post on its own...
We also wanted the family to see Baby Jeffrey. Naturally, everyone loves him:

If I could hire Mere as a babysitter I would. And according to Melanie, when I asked her about the going baby sitting rates she coolly said, "I just take what they give me." Good to know. I will no longer worry about what to pay for baby sitting. Of course, I've only ever paid for baby sitting twice, so what am I fretting about?
Moving on....
Aunt Marie is the best aunt in the world. She set up the Easter Egg coloring and James loved it. I am not a fan of the boiled egg at all, so I've never do eggs at Easter. I suppose I also don't like boiled eggs for the mere fact that when I lived in Bulgaria, everyone gave us eggs at Easter. They were beautiful, too beautiful to eat. So I didn't. Then one July day we came home to find our apartment smelling most foul. All of our pretty eggs we'd kept on display on the shelf exploded. Not pretty anymore, not pretty at all.

We also had to obligatory egg hunt with plastic eggs. James loves plastic eggs. I don't, but for some reason I buy them every year and throw the halves away the rest of the year. I told Joseph he was to punch me in the store if I bought them this year. He didn't, because he wasn't with me when I bought them. However, I've already thrown all the halves away. I'm on top of some things!

James also loves Grandma's house because Grandma used to be a school teacher and has all sorts of great little goodies with which to play. He loves the letter and number beads. Joseph has taught him all of his letters, and we're working on numbers. Just so you know the number 6 comes after most everything, and 100 always comes after 10. Just so you know.

We also stayed at Uncle Dil's bachelor pad this trip. For the record, I LOVE his house. So cute, so user friendly and so very nice. He gutted the house and totally rebuilt things to be extra smooth and comfy. James fell asleep here on the couch after a fun day of playing and running around. However, James did get his comeuppance with Molly, Uncle Dil's kitty. Molly let James know she did not appreciate his invasion of her space. Lesson learned -- sometimes kittys are not nice, but most of the time they are.

We also were able to attend church for the first time since Jeffrey was born. I always love going to church at home. The talks were very heart felt and inspiring for Easter, and it's always nice to see everyone from the neighborhood.
It was a nice time for everyone...we'll come back, when it's not so hot. :)













