What I
should be doing is packing...instead of looking at Facebook and blogs. And yet, here I am. Well, I'll get to it in a few minutes.
We had Easter dinner at Carolyn's, as usual. Robin and Chad arrived in time to visit for a couple of hours before they headed to Chad's grandmother's for dinner with his side of the family. The Garners and the Bubelas all attended 7 AM mass. I'm not sure when the Easter bunny took care of business, but when they all arrived back from church, both families had lots of eggs to find.
Meanwhile, I was busy in my kitchen. My job was the ham, potato salad, deviled eggs, and roasted broccoli and cauliflower. It was all ready to be transported by 9:30 or so. Of course, by the time I got there, all the eggs had been found. Kate lured me outside, however, and instructed me to close my eyes and bend over at the waist. I did so, unsuspecting of any shenanigans, and was rewarded by a confetti egg being cracked into the back of my head...followed by peals of laughter from Kate. Monkey!
Carolyn and I worked quickly to finish preparing our dinner...she made two pans of cornbread, macaroni and cheese for any fussy eaters, and a poppyseed cake. Wendy brought a big salad with all sorts of add-in veggies. We definitely had full plates!
We were hurrying up every chance we got because the Bubelas had an afternoon Easter egg hunt to attend and Carolyn wanted Jax to be able to take his nap. So, we planned to serve dinner before noon and have Jax upstairs by one. And I think that actually happened.
The bad thing, though, was that Jax missed Wendy's birthday cake. He LOVES singing Happy Birthday and blowing out the candles. For the last few birthdays (not his) he has been the one to blow the candles out. As soon as that last note is sung, he starts blowing. The actual birthday honoree has to be pretty quick to blow their own candles out. It's very funny to see. He always makes sure he's right by the birthday honoree. But, we had to sing and blow without him this time.
It has become a tradition lately for us to have the wrong age on our cakes, which may prove to be a problem at some time in later years.
We ended our time together with a rousing game of duck, duck, goose, with the added option of smashing a confetti egg on the goose!
And now I'll go start organizing and packing for my 10 day trip to Georgia and South Carolina with Dee, Carole, and Wanda.