For Easter, we went up to my Mom's and had a nice little break from the craziness of getting the house on the market. We also got to meet our new niece, Julia (heart eyes)! She is, of course, perfect.
The weather was pretty nice, and Abby got to play outside with sidewalk chalk and ran around my parents' backyard like I used to do. While she was running around, I noticed our old plastic blue elephant slide from the late 80s sitting under the back deck, where it has been for oh, 20 years probably. Collecting spiders, bees, dirt, and who knows what else. Well, Abby LOVES her slide at school. I've never gotten to see her play with it so the lightbulb went on and I crawled under the deck (spiders and all!) and dragged this nasty, dirty, muddy old thing out into the daylight.
The first thing that happened is my Mom's dogs freaked out because WTF is that. The second thing that happened is I had to crawl under the remains of a collapsed storage tent (that fell down in the heavy snow) to get the hose, which had been placed there for safe keeping. Finally, I was able to spray the slide off but the old elephant needed a little more elbow grease. I scrubbed it not once, but TWICE with a scrub brush and dish soap, until it was clean enough that I wasn't totally grossed out about Abby playing with it. As I was drying it off, Abby was playing with her Dad and I heard her ask "Pease?" "What do you want, Abby?" "Pease? Slide?"
Needless to say, the slide was a HUGE hit. It still needs more TLC but the part Abby was playing on was fine. On Easter Sunday, we went to the sunrise service at church and my Mom cooked brunch for our family and some close friends. Abby even had her own little Easter Egg hunt! My sister brought out my Dad's super nice camera, and got some great pictures. Here's a little snapshot of our springy Easter weekend!!
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| Proof that I attended the weekend's festivities |
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| My Mom filled the eggs with puffs and crunchies (baby snacks) so they were slightly healthier ;) |
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| Shortly after Uncle Alex taught her how to smash the crunchies under her shoes. Thanks, Uncle Alex. You can see my Mom scolding him right behind me. |
