I’m going to keep this short and sweet because I’ve got about five minutes left in the tank because we just got back from an extended Easter weekend up near my side of the family (Hudson represent!).
So my only question is, how was your Easter weekend? Did you do anything special? Do you have any annual traditions that you celebrate?
The weekend before Easter, we spend with my husband’s side of the family and his extended relatives. It’s always a good time to see everyone, and it’s the same time every year, which is nice, because then we can celebrate with both sides of our families.
However, Easter on my side of the family is kind of a toss up, right now. Last year, we stayed in Milwaukee and did our own thing. This year, though, we went back to see the family. Now that little man is almost three, it ‘s definitely more fun to be surrounded by all of his cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, etc., so I have a feeling we’ll continue to head up there for Easter in the next coming years.
And how was the trip? Overall, it was a lot of candy-fueled excitement. Which was fun, but kind of taxing at times. In a nutshell, here’s how it went:
Friday: Driving, pee stop, driving, lunch, 1/2 hour nap, driving, pee stop, arrive at my parent’s house, play, play, play, tantrum, bed.
Saturday: Play, breakfast, tantrum, play, lunch, play, tantrum, nap, visit cousins, bathtime, tantrum, bed.
Sunday: CANDY!!! OMG THE EASTER BUNNY CAME!!! tantrum, breakfast, play, cousins arrive, play, lunchtime, play, tantrum, nap, more cousins, early dinner, CANDY!!! EASTER EGG HUNT!!!! play, tantrum, tantrum, tantrum, OMG THESE TANTRUMS, pass out at 9:30 from tantrum-induced exhaustion.
Monday: Breakfast, getting ready to leave, driving, pee stop, driving, lunch, driving, home, unpacking, playing, dinner, bath, bedtime snack, bed.
Were there a lot of tantrums on Saturday and Sunday? Heck yes. But that’s what’s to be expected with too much candy, not enough sleep, and a lot of new situations and dynamics to deal with. Oh but that’s not an excuse. Believe me, there was almost an equal amount of time outs happening with those tantrums. There’s never an excuse to behave like a rabid Saint Bernard by the name of Cujo (you think that’s an exaggeration, but there was a point where grandpa was actually bleeding from something little man threw at his head).
All in all, though, it was a good weekend. And since it was the first time we’d been up there since Christmas, it was great to have some quality time with that side of the family.
So spill it! I want to hear the good, the bad and the ugly. Annnnddd….go!