Hi everybody! I'm back and about to inundate you with photos of our Easter weekend Eggstravaganza.
Saturday was what I'm hoping is a new Arbour family tradition: Easter Lunch, Cabane à sucre style!
Yes, I freaked out a little. No, no one tried to CLEAN THEIR STICKY HANDS WITH THIS NAPKIN. *shudder*
Ah, nothing like celebrating Easter by eating Christ's ears. No, seriously.
I took a picture of this because it was my favourite dish. But it looks like hotdogs, you say. Ah, but they are cooked in maple syrup, I say. Salty and sweet ambrosia.
Our friends (and honorary Arbour family members) Manon and Luana came along with us. Manon was my partner in all sticky evasive tactics.
My father in law took this one (Salut Maurice!) and I like it because you can see half of our table AND a great view of my fancy braids. I so did not do them, calm down. When I get my hair cut now, forget the fancy blow out. I'm all about the braids. Especially when there is maple syrup in my near future.
No syrup for you!
Pretty sure we had salad and lima beans for dinner.
The celebrations continued the next day, Easter Sunday! Due to scheduling issues, we did not go to church on Easter Sunday which was a little strange. To me, you go to Good Friday service which is usually sombre and thought-provoking and frankly a little dirge-y, knowing that you get to go to the Easter Sunday service with all its uplifting music and generally positive sermon. I missed out on the positive part this year. Note to self for next year.
Before we left the girls got to open their present from me: matchy matchy Easter outfits! I never thought I would be that kind of mother but SURPRISE! I love it. I know this is only a temporary thing. As you can see, Alice is already over it.
SO. Off to
the middle of nowhere Beaconsfield to see what the Easter Bunny brought and indulge in Manon's amazing baked ham.
We had secretly stashed our Easter treats in Manon's car the day before while the girls were running around burning off their maple syrup sugar high so that she could hide everything in her yard early Easter morning.
She prepared an elaborate hunt with 100 eggs in total (YES, ONE HUNDRED) but guess what?
Horrible, horrible squirrels wanted in on the fun and scarfed a bunch of the eggs. Plastic eggs with treats inside.
I caught this one in the act. Did you know that it's illegal to kill a squirrel? Yeah, I found that out later.
HA! Just kidding. I couldn't kill a squirrel. Seriously, they move waaaay to fast. Sorry PDag,but come ON - THEY STOLE CANDY FROM CHILDREN.
The girls didn't even notice, they were too busy running around NOT seeing the eggs that had survived.
I think this was lipgloss. Remember when you had that reaction for makeup?
Yeah, now I only do that for free babysitting and coffee.
All around eggsellent. (Oh get over it, I like puns.)
In the works: a post about why I am canceling my newspaper (I KNOW, 1975 called and wants its relevance back!) and an update on my about-to-be-9-months old baby.
Stay tuned! Or at least don't be mad at me for my unreliable posting! How about a comment? That'll teach me to wait so long between updates.