Easter for Max

For Easter, we gave Max a basket with some Easter books (Jan Brett and Little Critter - my childhood classics courtesy of Mom), jellybean filled eggs (beans from Japan courtesy of Aunt Linda), ice-cream shaped sidewalk chalk (from me), and a Star Wars cartoon (from Nate). Max immediately went for the eggs, opened them, and shoved the candy in his mouth. I don't think he noticed much else besides the paper grass. In fact, it's the end of April and we just today opened up the chalk. The cartoon has yet to be viewed. I guess I can recycle some presents for next year. He'll never know.

Nate and I decided after watching Ben Hur on Easter last year that we would make it a tradition to watch it every year. I just couldn't get into this time. Nate watched a few highlights, and we called it good. I also made a semi-homemade dinner. It wasn't the most festive of holidays. That's what happens when your kid is too small and you are too pregnant.

the end of flying

Oh, boy. Catching up. I'll be brief.

After Florida, I flew to Franklin and then to Nazareth. I ended up spending a night in Philadelphia with Andy and Naomi while I tried to figure out flights back home to Utah. I decided to go back to Franklin to try and fly from there. Eventually, I flew to Las Vegas and had Nate drive down to pick up me and Max. We spent some time with his grandparents, too. In fact, it was Nate's birthday on March 6th. His grandma bought him a delicious red velvet cake and ice cream. I appreciated it (so did Nate) because I was too jet-lagged and crazy to do anything half so nice. We drove back to Utah, and I plan on never leaving here unless it is via car. Planes are banned from my life for an indefinite period of time.

Franklin

 

Nazareth

(The one and only picture I have... Nate took this during a Skype session. I'm stretching.)

Las Vegas