Dad’s mom and dad came to visit!
Grandpa tells funny stories and calls me silly names.
Grammie cuddles me, buys me clothes, and thinks it is fun to read me my calculus book.
I loved seeing them. I love visiting them and going to Nantucket, but it was fun to have them in my house. Love you Grammie and Grandpa!
Mooey is such a good guy.
He listens when I read him cow stories.
He keeps all my secrets.
He likes me when I’m a bunny.
And he is really good at this whole potty training thing.
Oh Mooey. You are the best rubber bouncing cow, ever.
We stopped by IKEA on Monday night, and I realized a couple of new facts about that place.
There are hundreds of adorable stuffed animals to not buy, and no level of cuteness changes this situation.
It is the worst place to potty train.
Good thing they sell cheap ice cream.
I still love you, IKEA.
Spring is between winter and summer. It is a rather confusing time.
There are flowers and sunshine, but then there is also sometimes snow. It can be warm but the wind is rather chilly.
The only solution is to retain the best parts of winter, lady bug hat and mittens, when the wind blows…
…and leave on only the hat when the sun is bearably warm!
I love the sunshine but I am very much looking forward to summer!
This weekend we did a lot of Easter things.
Plastic egg hunting and gathering.
Real egg painting and decorating.
And, most wonderfully, there was a basket of goodies at my breakfast table.
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There were so many wonderful things about this weekend, I love Easter.
Happy Easter Sunday!
I hope you got to wear a very sparkly dress, get an Easter basket, sit through adult church, soak up some sunshine, and celebrate Jesus being alive.
Last week was Palm Sunday. I got to walk through adult church waving a palm branch.
It was kind of confusing and crowded. So after church I had my own processional.
I think both processionals were good representations of that original processional. I even added shouts of hosanna to my second personal one, just like they shouted all those years ago when Jesus rode a donkey in to Jeruselam.
I asked mom for a donkey instead of the stroller, but she said to just be satisfied with my palm branch.
Hosanna.