Wow, what a busy, but great weekend. With Easter being so early it seems very strange to have had it come and go already. What on earth are we going to do in April?

Good Friday started with a Beach Party.  J has been partying it up since March Break.  His teacher had a beach party to kick of Spring Break and we have had regular parties since.  They usually consist of J in his swim suit on the family room rung with his beach towel.  The ceiling light is the sun and the kitchen floor is the ocean.  He even has two little goldfish that have been swimming for almost two weeks.  I step on them and they change locations, but no matter how many times I pick them up, they end up back in the ocean.  I should have seen this coming really, I am BeachMama after all.  On Friday when I had to give Apple an emergency blow out diaper bath, J asked if he could have a Beach Party.  Who am I to say no?  We had nothing else planned.  So into the tub he went with his swimsuit and he went on and on and on about how wonderful the ocean was and all about the seagulls and dolphins.  And when it was time to wash up, he took off his swimsuit and declared himself back in the bathroom.

Saturday saw us visit the Experimental Farm for the Easter Egg hunt and seeing the new baby lambs and chicks.  Let me tell you one thing.  This was the and I mean THE coldest visit to the Farm I have ever had.  It was so cold it was very close to being uncomfortable but, thankfully we were dressed for it.  Apple slept most of the time in the backpack and Hubby and I traded off.  J got a little tired of waiting for them to hide the eggs but when it happened it was very fun.  After the Farm we went to a playdate with some of our favorite friends and although J was glued to my leg for the better part of it, I had a wonderful time sharing with my girlfriends and seeing all the kids growing up.

Sunday was eagerly anticipated and J and Apple were up with the birds.  We were doing the egg hunt and it was still dark outside.  Thankfully this year we actually decided to hide the eggs before bed.  Almost all the eggs made it to the basket, a few were found by Mickey, the husky.  I don’t know who says that dogs can’t eat chocolate because he eats it at every chance he gets.  I posted more of our Easter fun on flickr if you want to take a look.

      I hope you all had a wonderful Easter Weekend.  Now, seriously, on with Summer!