I hope that you all had a wonderful Passover and Easter. Here’s a slice of life from my Easter week.
Spring had arrived early in my area.
I have a neighbor with an extensive amount of perennials who invited me to come dig some up. This is just one area that I was allowed to invade :) I waited until our two nights of heavy frost were over lest I shock the plants too much, and then I went down with my shovel and some containers.
I kept a few iris and a daylily for myself and the rest went down to my son’s house. My DIL will become a gardener over time and this was her second lesson. Last year her first lesson was the planting of few hostas that her aunt brought over. This year I dug one hole, showed her what we had to do, handed her the shovel and had her dig and I planted.
Little Merle wanted to help…we were cracking up! He must have viewed the garden shovel as a big stick and was barking at it, wanted to play with it, and tried to get ahold of it to drag it around!
If you are new to this blog or do not follow it closely, Merle is a Rottweiler-Lab mix puppy that came from Santa on Christmas for the grandchildren.
He was quite tiny at Christmas. At Christmas, he came up to my dog Jugsy’s nose ( Jugs is a Rott / Husky mix ) and now look at them on Good Friday…little Merle is up to 35 lbs. and still growing.
Little Merle had always been attracted to my various tall grasses when he was little…now on Good Friday he was not only jumping in to them but chewing on them as well…
He hasn’t been down here for awhile, like he was in January, so he was pretty excited. When he was very little and in the first stages of potty training I had him here alot. Now if my son & DIL are going to be away for a length of time I just walk down there and let him out for awhile. And if he doesn’t have me laughing at HIS antics, there is always one of their cats! : )
Meanwhile back to Good Friday : Inside the house we were coloring eggs ( and yes the children have garbage bag shirts over their nice clothes : )
Then I wonder if it is like this with you others who are grandparents. Are the children always hungry when they come to your house? I had some cake and milk anticipating this. However, even though their parents had fed them lunch just two hours prior, suddenly they needed to eat cake, milk, pizza and soup, and then half of the eggs that they’d dyed! When I was little, we lived next to my grandparents and I could eat dinner at my house and go visit them to see what they had after that, and eat theirs too! :) It’s some kind of magic, I think. Being in the presence of a grandparent expands your stomach…
My niece came over for awhile to visit with us.
Look at the beautiful Easter bread that she’d baked ( her photo, borrowed from Facebook. )
As to our Easter dinner, a month ago my DIL had asked if I wanted to host or should they? At the moment it felt as if we’d just had the whole ham / turkey / mashed potatoes thing with Thanksgiving and Christmas just yesterday, and I half-jokingly replied ” let’s just go get Chinese? ” AH my son loved this idea. Shouldn’t at least one holiday dinner be a break versus a burden? We were all on board so a large crowd of us went out for Chinese, relaxed and enjoyed ourselves and didn’t have to peel one single potato or wash one dish :)
The children were all wearing bunny ears from their Easter baskets when we entered the restaurant. One pair was left back at the house :
When we returned from dinner yet another horrific news story for the week, this time the Christians in Pakistan targeted by terrorists. First Brussels and now this. No words :(
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