the easter

Now that Easter is over by a full week, I guess I have procrastinated enough about it.

For me, Easter really started the day before, on Saturday. When I went to Target to pick up a few things for Noah. He's difficult because although he will accept any and all presents with wheels, he already has 900 cars, trucks, vans, buses, etc varying in sizes from matchbox to almost as big as he is. He also doesn't eat candy (mostly because he's 2 and I don't let him eat candy) and isn't all that interested in presents in general anyway. SO.. it took me until the day before Easter to really even get him anything. He's also with me 99% of the time, and although I'm sure I could get away with buying things right in front of him, I just hadn't.

I found him a box of interesting crayons (even though we have 900 of those also), a small purple dinosaur (that he actually really likes although he doesn't care that much about stuffed animals either), and probably something else but as it was more than 5 seconds ago I can't remember.

I also saw A LOT of Easter baskets at my most local Target. Surprisingly a lot- easily several hundred. Easter baskets were not something we needed since we just reuse them from year to year, but I made a note to go back for a couple of these..

.. ninja and robot metal buckets on really what I consider to be my favorite part of the holidays.. the day after clearance.

(Target was closed on Sunday, but I got there at 8am on Monday, and you know what? Gone. Everything was gone. The supply went from several hundred on Saturday to less than 10 on Monday morning. And 9 of those 10 were broken. But..

I had to pick up a few real things later in the week, Wednesday I think, so I checked the Easter section again. And the section had magically refilled with about 60 baskets.. all different styles. Except instead of being 50% off, they were now all 90% off. Thank. You. Target.)

After Easter Bunny Target shopping there was egg decorating the night before..

.. and egg hunting and opening the next morning. The eggs really didn't have much of a chance. Lily found them all, while Noah didn't care one bit about any of it. Until he I opened one of the eggs in his basket and found a car in it.. then it was okay, see ya later Noah for the rest of the morning.

Then was the period of getting ready to leave the house for the day. Which is always a favorite of mine. (No it's not.)

I was really, really dreading the holiday drive even more than usual. Because I had to drive right through the middle of..

.. Boston. Holiday driving through a city is never anything I find awesome, but when you add in that it's Boston.. the day before the marathon.. especially when it's the first time after last year's terrorism. I thought it would be horrible (especially after the rice cooker incident at the previous week's memorial service. yes, seriously). With runners coming in, security, news crews, looky-loos, etc.

But.. other than a couple of spots of slight traffic for less than a minute, it was fine. Almost more fine than it normally was. And the weather was absolutely perfect. I mean, look at that sky..

Easter dinner was what it normally is with my children. For the last year or so Lily has finally consented to sit at the table and nibble at a few things from her plate. This year I didn't even have to pacify her with an Apple product. Noah on the other hand, is still in the midst of only running around and refusing to eat even one bite. I believe he finally did have a granola bar and some goldfish however.

Shortly after we ate, we left so that the rest of my extended family could take naps and rest up for their next encounter with my children and I.

And that was our Easter.