It's almost Friday and I still haven't talked about the end of our Easter weekend away.
I had finished off with sitting around drinking wine and playing Settlers of Catan on Saturday night after a day of the kids playing together, having a bath together on Saturday night and generally bonding. On Sunday morning Emily was itching to get out of bed and hunt for eggs. I made her wait until Hope and Elias were up but allowed her to look at the Easter basket I had made for her. It held the bunny and eggs I had knit and a new pair of pyjamas. She literally grabbed the bunny and threw it onto the chair behind her, rifling through the Easter grass looking for chocolate. Did my heart sink a little as my work of art was carelessly tossed away? Only a little. I respected her focus and one-mindedness. And, as it turns out, she's had days of fun since we've been home, undressing and dressing the bunny and hiding the eggs.
When Elias and Hope were finally upstairs (Hope had a similar reaction to her bunny and eggs but seemed to really like her pyjamas) they quickly found all the eggs and divided up the chocolate.
We packed up our things and drove down the road to Cambridge to spend the rest of the day with John's sister Sue and her family and John's mum, otherwise known as Omi. Emily and Hope had a great time playing with their cousins. Emily tried riding a scooter for the first time and got supremely frustrated. We left just before supper, drove to the west side of Toronto, stopped for dinner and then drove the rest of the way to Ottawa. The girls were great on the ride home, waiting to meltdown until we pulled into the driveway and woke them up.
And that is the end of the first weekend away we've had since September. It was so needed and so much fun.