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...all the way back to Easter? We had a great Easter. After school on the Thursday before, we got in the car and made our way down to Dave's parents in Virginia. Friday was rainy and a bit chilly, but that didn't stop Henry and Holly from splashing in puddles and getting so thoroughly dirty they had to go straight into a bath. In fact, Holly was disrobed in the garage, leaving behind a pile of sand where once she stood. Saturday and Sunday were both warm and sunny. The air smelled like heaven. I don't know what was in bloom over that weekend, but I wish I could have bottled it. While Holly was napping on Saturday, the rest of us settled down for a serious session of dyeing eggs. I'd started prepping Henry a few weeks earlier that this year the Easter Bunny would be hiding real eggs as opposed to candy-filled plastic ones. I was expecting a protest, but he didn't seem to care one way or the other. Perhaps the colossal amount of candy he gets during the course of the year thanks to the various holidays is enough to satisfy even his sweet tooth. The older Henry gets, the more devious the egg hiding can be, which I absolutely love doing. The irony is, Henry hunts eggs by standing in one spot and surveying the scenery, eventually asking for hints. Holly, on the other hand, tears around the yard looking everywhere at once. Their two different hunting styles meant that Holly actually managed to hold her own against Henry, despite the age difference.

After the egg hunt and Easter baskets, we spent the rest of the day eating: pancakes and bacon, then moving on to deviled eggs and hot cross buns, then ending the day with ham, mashed potatoes, mashed sweet potatoes, salad, corn, and wine. Holly had a fever by the time dinner rolled around, but you wouldn't have known it from the amazing quantity of food she ate.

We were all very sad on Monday when we got back in the car and headed home. The weather was so gorgeous and we had such a great and relaxing time that it felt like summer vacation had already started. I was ready for the beach. Tuesday was a bit of a rude wake-up call.

Next up, a summary of this past weekends trip to my Grandma Ethel's for her birthday, complete with fireworks and a surprise visitor!