We spent Saturday with Scott's family, and the kids loved seeing them. Their Mimi {great-grandmother} came down from Delaware, so she and my in-laws {along with my mom and grandparents, my brother and his fiance, and my sister, her husband and my nieces} came to the field to watch Bailey's t-ball game. After the game, the Wanners spent the afternoon with us, dyeing Easter eggs with Bailey and watching the kids dance and play outside. We had dinner together that night before they went back home, and it was just nice to all be together. Not to mention the fact that Bailey ADORES having everyone together...especially because she's so doted on by them.
Sunday was hectic but great. Because Bailey is such a night owl, I didn't put hers and Gerry's Easter baskets out the night before {like a parent with a normal, sleeping child would} and so I had to wake up early to do it before they woke up. I was just hiding the last egg when Bailey came downstairs, sleepily rubbing her eyes and asking if the Easter bunny had come the night before. I was almost --ALMOST-- busted!
We went to my parents' house that afternoon and had Easter dinner with my side of the family. The grandkids were all hopped up on candy and holiday craziness but we had a good time. Bailey finally got to wear her "princess dress and shoes". I found these shoes at Walmart about a month ago, and I had to buy them. They've got a low heel and Bailey just thought that was the coolest thing ever. She put her shoes on around noon that day and didn't take them off until she went to bed that night--and even then it was a battle to get her to give them up.
Gerry, while always a little monster, looked downright dapper in his suit.
The shoes! I can't handle those little black dress shoes!
It took quite a few tries {"Stand still!" "No, don't run away...come on, take a picture with mommy!" "Come get your picture taken with me or I'm sending all your candy back to the Easter bunny!"} but I finally got a picture with both Bailey and Gerry. Not together, obviously--no way was I going to even attempt to corral both of them at the same time. There were eggs to be found! And candy to be eaten!
The egg hunt went really well, considering there were four very eager kids ages 4 and under ready to go. Bailey searched out her eggs like a pro. Gerry moseyed around the yard for a bit and then, realizing he was free...FREE!...in my parents' big backyard, he took off and we were forced to chase him down hills and around the pool in an effort to get him focused on finding his eggs. He couldn't have cared less. Scott and I found his eggs for him. {Sidenote: does this mean we get to keep whatever coins and candy were inside those eggs?}
That night, after we got the kids home and put Gerry to bed and Bailey was winding down {dear God, when is she going to go to bed at a decent hour like a normal kid?!}, I sat down with a cup of coffee and my camera, looking back at all the pictures I'd taken that day. Another holiday gone. Another Sunday spent with family and noisy, goofy kids-- just the way I like it. Bailey snuggled up next to me, looking at the camera with me and commenting on all the photos {"Awww, look at Gerry!" / "Isn't my princess dress beautiful?" / "That was a good egg...it had CANDIES in it!"}. And then she stopped me as I was scrolling: "Mommy! Look! It's me and daddy and Gerry...that one's my favorite!"
Mine, too.
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