My family doesn't really do Easter. We usually celebrate with Matt's family but this year everyone took a break and we got together with my side of the family to celebrate the fact that mom and Frank are back from Washington. My sister Liz and Lyla drove out Saturday to surprise my mom and under the guise of "oh you haven't seen the house yet, do you want a tour" we hid Liz and Lyla in the guest room and rolled video.
Lyla wanted to play the drums more. We think we need a mini drum kit for our house now.
Waaa! Two miles is too much walking. Waaaaaaaa. I think they weren't attired for it and therefore complained but still come on, what else were we gonna do? A walk could do us all some good.
Also it was the first time we were using the kitchen a lot and the prognosis: I could use a bigger kitchen. More work surface. I'm used to me making food in there for myself but having all of my sisters and mom in the kitchen was a little cramped. We need more seating in the living room too. A small sectional could do that trick well I think. and it felt so much more connected because nobody had a chance to run away to another part of the house or hide on another floor.
But everyone was so happy together in our little house because it was ours, nobody else's but ours.