Spring
It's spring, in spite of the fact that it's been raining almost continuously for a week. Time seems to be passing. Skipper is growing up. She's signing a few things now (most notably "nurse," which she somehow manages to sign in all caps with multiple exclamation points), and is determined to start walking before we get our seedlings in the ground. This is a video from yesterday, when she screamed and writhed in her insistence that she be allowed to get her feet on the ground.
Also, it's Easter! Dutch has had a whizbang of a holiday, which took us somewhat by surprise, since we're not particularly gung-ho on the Easter tip. We hadn't really talked about it at all until yesterday. I told her in the morning that it was going to be Easter, and that, as usual, we would dye some eggs, and the Easter Bunny would hide some eggs for her to find.* She got excited. She and I walked over to the grocery store to buy eggs and food coloring.
At the grocery store, on our way to check out, we heard an announcement that some sort of "bunny hop" activity was about to take place. We hied ourselves over to the customer service desk, where Dutch decorated a set of bunny ears and then joined in the mysterious "bunny hop" activity, which turned out to be an opportunity to win (by random drawing) a large chocolate cake from the grocery store's bakery. I was slightly alarmed, as I don't much care for grocery store cake, and didn't really want to carry home an enormous cake decorated with plastic bunny heads, but I figured the odds were good that we'd escape. Of course, she won. The look on her face when they handed her the enormous cake was absolutely worth the minor inconvenience, though, and her delirious delight and astonishment lasted for a long time. And the cake isn't bad, actually, especially with a lot of ice cream. In the store, however, after I finished laughing (which took a while), I panicked slightly and asked Dutch if she wanted to give the cake to somebody, like maybe another family, or a homeless person, or a bus driver or... well, anybody. She said "Yes! I want to give some cake to the Easter Bunny!"
We decorated eggs (this was totally fun, and I managed to remember my Easter lessons), and she shoveled in a plate full of cake and ice cream after dinner, her bunny ears nodding silently over her serious, cake-smeared face. Then she went to bed, after preparing a large slice of cake for the Easter Bunny, like a snack for Santa Claus. At midnight, she came to our room and asked "Mama, is it morning? Because it looks like maybe it's almost sunrise!"
In the actual morning, eggs were hunted, and found. Dutch also insisted that she and Skipper both wear their new springy dresses. It rained all day. Happy spring!
*The Easter Bunny rounds up all her plastic eggs and uses them to hold stuff that the Bunny brings. The Bunny doesn't like to carry a lot of eggs, you see.
Also, it's Easter! Dutch has had a whizbang of a holiday, which took us somewhat by surprise, since we're not particularly gung-ho on the Easter tip. We hadn't really talked about it at all until yesterday. I told her in the morning that it was going to be Easter, and that, as usual, we would dye some eggs, and the Easter Bunny would hide some eggs for her to find.* She got excited. She and I walked over to the grocery store to buy eggs and food coloring.
At the grocery store, on our way to check out, we heard an announcement that some sort of "bunny hop" activity was about to take place. We hied ourselves over to the customer service desk, where Dutch decorated a set of bunny ears and then joined in the mysterious "bunny hop" activity, which turned out to be an opportunity to win (by random drawing) a large chocolate cake from the grocery store's bakery. I was slightly alarmed, as I don't much care for grocery store cake, and didn't really want to carry home an enormous cake decorated with plastic bunny heads, but I figured the odds were good that we'd escape. Of course, she won. The look on her face when they handed her the enormous cake was absolutely worth the minor inconvenience, though, and her delirious delight and astonishment lasted for a long time. And the cake isn't bad, actually, especially with a lot of ice cream. In the store, however, after I finished laughing (which took a while), I panicked slightly and asked Dutch if she wanted to give the cake to somebody, like maybe another family, or a homeless person, or a bus driver or... well, anybody. She said "Yes! I want to give some cake to the Easter Bunny!"
We decorated eggs (this was totally fun, and I managed to remember my Easter lessons), and she shoveled in a plate full of cake and ice cream after dinner, her bunny ears nodding silently over her serious, cake-smeared face. Then she went to bed, after preparing a large slice of cake for the Easter Bunny, like a snack for Santa Claus. At midnight, she came to our room and asked "Mama, is it morning? Because it looks like maybe it's almost sunrise!"
In the actual morning, eggs were hunted, and found. Dutch also insisted that she and Skipper both wear their new springy dresses. It rained all day. Happy spring!
*The Easter Bunny rounds up all her plastic eggs and uses them to hold stuff that the Bunny brings. The Bunny doesn't like to carry a lot of eggs, you see.
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