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Easter Sunday

For husband and myself this has been an amazing Easter.

We feel free.

We drove to the coast, ate fish and chips and made a surprise visit to some old friends and colleagues husband hasn't seen since the children came.

Easter Sunday, husband did an Easter egg hunt in the garden which has become a tradition after our first child-centred Easter when we left it too late to get big eggs so got lots of little ones but the squirrels were stealing all them all from their hiding places before we could get the kids out hunting!

It's a grey day but we've got our hot tub out and I've got some fancy food lined up for Sunday dinner but all of this is passing Lily by.  We invited her to join us in everything, the table has a pretty collection of flowers and eggs and chocolate and she had two surprises from her grandparents when she made it downstairs at about 1pm today. I think I've seen her for half an hour in total since Friday.  She got all hissy when husband told her to bring down the crockery which was clearly in her room since we had none in the kitchen.  

Yesterday (which was a sunny day) when she was checking in on the phone, Lily moaned about how her bedroom was so dark because it is north facing and that simply isn't good for her mood.  This, from the girl who has hardly ever opened her curtains.  I reminded her that one of the things she didn't like about the back bedroom (now ours) was how sunny it got!!! 

The sad thing is, we are back to walking on egg shells very much like we did with Lucas.  I remember noticing how great it was that the three of didn't do that.  Nevermind, at least this weekend the eggs are chocolate!

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