Easter Monday on Easter Tuesday

And a little bit of et al-y'all. Read, "et alia" in a folksy twang.

Here is a picture I took out the living room window on Easter Monday at around 11am.

It was really really pretty. That is snow on the ground and on the window behind Ivo.

And really really upsetting.

We, who have grown accustomed to playing in the mud on snowless earth, did not even go outside. We stayed in, read books, ate candy and took excellent pictures of ourselves.

We did not do a big egg hunt. We kept running into and gathering eggs all long-weekend long. Inside and outside. One never knew when one might run into an egg full of chocolate.

Ivo and Burl got baskets with a chocolate bunny (which, as of Tuesday night, they're still both working on), a couple primate and oceanic figurines, plastic eggs full of play-dough and/or cchocolate, a book and a pirate book to share.

We had Friday 10 April through Monday 13 April off of school/work due to Easter. This, after having the first week in March off and 9 snow days this school year!!! A lot of holidays, special days, little miracles of togetherness, let's call 'em. But this one was especially luxorious, somehow. Just deliciously delightful. And we now have 2 proper swings!!!

We spent Friday and Saturday outside playing. Starting at the sandbox, over to the swings, around the yard, then to the mud!!! Burl sometimes skipped the first 3 steps and went straight for the mud.

A few things I want to remember are:

• After playing outside ALL DAY on Thursday, Burl woke up in the night and needed some coaxing and calming back into sleep. I asked him waht he wanted to do the next day. He thought for a couple seconds, "Umm... play outside." And we did. That was before the snow, which has melted mostly.


• Burl has started to sometimes say "IVO" - when refering to Ivo. He still exclusively calls Ivo "Woe-Wee."


• Playing at Grammie's church last Wednesday, Ivo's last day of school for the week and in many ways, evening 1 of our Easter holidaze, Ivo noticed what seemed to be cartoon renderings of the Stations of the Cross. Upon taking in the Crucifiction, a disturbed Ivo asked "Why they trying to kill that guy?" That's Jesus. "Why they killing Jesus?" Politics, I told him.
  
• Ivo's recently been introduced to the story of King Solomon. He likes hearing it. He wonders why they couldn't just share the baby and he is struck by the sheer reckless audacity that we call wisdom.


• Ivo loves and repeatedly asks to hear the origin story of Batman. He is coming to understand that some superHEROES have no superPOWERS - kind of...

Flight of the Conchords is on... more soon, I hope. I bet.