Easter, etc..

We dyed Easter Eggs, which was, of course, fascinating. Will might have dyed every egg blue if it were up to him. And we found them in our living room in the morning, and Violet rejoiced in smashing eggs together whilst her siblings watched in horror.

And there was the ocean, just a one hour journey down the road (refreshingly close if you are like me and love to gaze out at the horizon and know that it goes on and on and on, is there a word for the opposite of claustrophobia? Because that's what it's like).

And there were Go-Karts. And William was so, so brave, his little face just grimacing in the cold wet wind, but afterward, declaring, "Eeiam rave!".


Despite the rain, the cold, cold wind, the whining about leaving, the lunch at a fast food joint, and just maybe because of all those reasons. As we drove back home, William said "Byee ossean!", I thought, who needs ham and green jell-o?

It was my best Easter.