Monday, April 09, 2007

Easter, etc...The boys had a fun Easter. It wasn't really tradition in my family to hunt for eggs, I think due to the fact that my mother forgot where she hid an egg one year until it was really rotten and stinky (yes, we hid real {hardboiled} eggs, not candy-filled eggs). So our tradition was more around hunting for your well-hidden Easter basket full of goodies.

Hayden found a long-awaited video in his basket, along with some pajamas, toys, and a tiny bit of candy. Trevor found a new bunny to love. As if the nighttime routine wasn't getting ridiculous enough. Put him in the crib. He says "Bo-Bo", and you give him the pacifier. He says "blankie" and you cover him up. He says "blankie" again and you give him a blankie to hold. "Ernie" and you hand him his Ernie doll..."bird"..."panda"...now we've got a bunny. It's like being a surgical nurse. "Scalpel"...."Retractor"..."Ernie"..."bunny"...
He found another type of bunny to hold also. The purple peep bunny...
And then he found out the purple peep bunny wasn't as cuddly as the brown bunny and would be more lovable in his tummy...
My big boys both wore their suits for church. How handsome...
And the little guys got a trip to Hermann park in the afternoon. Peek-a-boo through the portholes of the boat-like playset is always fun...
And yes Vito, my kids were wearing fleece pajamas earlier because it's colder in Houston than in Budapest. But at least we can get all the peanut butter we want in our grocery stores and there are no wild boars in our neighborhood (although the guy across the street did murder his roommate and live in the house with the rotting body in the trunk of the car in the garage for 6 weeks, and was let out on bail to come back home, but it's not a wild boar).





1 comment:

Vito said...

A couple of things:
Any time our weather is better than both Troy's and Houston's you will hear about. I have a small window when this can happen before Houston really tuns up the heat.

We can get peanut butter any time we want as well. It's just that we have to drive across town to the one store that sell it.

The good thing about Hungary is that we could have a gang of serial killers living across the street and we would never know about it since we never see/hear/understand the local news.