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Easter
Weird Easter.
On Saturday Sebastian was being a bit loud, so Teri and I took him to the playground. It was a bit cold, and there weren't many kids around. But the few who were there told us that there was going to be an Easter Egg hunt soon at the church down the street.
Sebastian wanted to go, so we took him. I felt a bit weird - me being an atheist and all - but it's not like we had to join the church or anything, or even give them our names. It was a Catholic Church, incidentally.
We have an advantage in that we look quite Catholic, incidentally - Sebastian and I look like big Irish redheads, although of course I'm not Irish at all and Sebastian only has traces of Irish ancestry from Teri. Teri IS part Irish, and she could certainly pass.
It was a decent hunt. They'd put out a lot of plastic eggs with candies in them, plus a few odd religious tattoos. There were two separate areas, one for children 6 and younger, the other for older kids. Teri was quite impressed at the quality of the candy in the eggs: it was all brand-name stuff. Sebastian picked up a huge number of eggs, and there were plenty for everybody.
Hmm. You know, it strikes me that the demolition of American neighborhoods and communities has probably greatly enhanced the growth of churches, particularly churches that include "tight" social networks (I might say, more "cult-like" churches). But I digress.
Later that day Teri took Sebastian back to the playground for a play date with his "best friend" from school. While they were playing, a little girl wanted to play with Billy. Apparently this hurt Sebastian's feelings, but she eventually decided to play with both of them and peace was restored.
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stairflight. On Sunday morning we dropped her off at the bus station, and then headed over to my cousin's house for Easter. My parents and my brother and his family were going there, too.
When we got there, we had a really nice surprise: my aunt and uncle were there! They live in Florida, and we don't get to see them very often. My mother in particular was so surprised and happy to see her sister.
Sebastian was in heaven. He does live a lonely life - there are no kids in our neighborhood that he can play with - and now he had FOUR other kids to play with. So he ran around and they all had a ton of fun.
In the meantime I helped my cousin's wife beat a few tough areas in Zelda: The Legend of the Wind Waker, and told them about the Wii.
When the time came for us to go, Sebastian almost threw a fit. He cried and cried, and begged to be allowed to stay - or even to sleep over! He needs a little brother or sister so badly, or at least a good bunch of friends in the area. Teri told him that we had to go right away, at which point he shouted (as I wrote earlier) "Then I'll run into the woods and let the coyotes and wolfs [sic] eat me!". At which point he dashed off towards the trees.
I was paralyzed with laughter and pity, but Teri chased him down and grabbed him. We let him play a little tag, and then a little soccer, but it was getting late and we really had to go. So we ended up having to grab him and drag him by main force to the car. He got angry and tried to hit both of us, but once he was in the car he calmed down and was good. The traffic on the way home was pretty awful, but eventually we got home; Sebastian was asleep, of course, but Teri managed to carry him into the house.
We still have a lot of Easter eggs. We'd planned to do an Easter Egg hunt at our house in the back yard on Sunday morning, but we were too rushed and it was too cold to do it. So we'll probably do it sometime soon, weather permitting.
And that was our Easter weekend!
On Saturday Sebastian was being a bit loud, so Teri and I took him to the playground. It was a bit cold, and there weren't many kids around. But the few who were there told us that there was going to be an Easter Egg hunt soon at the church down the street.
Sebastian wanted to go, so we took him. I felt a bit weird - me being an atheist and all - but it's not like we had to join the church or anything, or even give them our names. It was a Catholic Church, incidentally.
We have an advantage in that we look quite Catholic, incidentally - Sebastian and I look like big Irish redheads, although of course I'm not Irish at all and Sebastian only has traces of Irish ancestry from Teri. Teri IS part Irish, and she could certainly pass.
It was a decent hunt. They'd put out a lot of plastic eggs with candies in them, plus a few odd religious tattoos. There were two separate areas, one for children 6 and younger, the other for older kids. Teri was quite impressed at the quality of the candy in the eggs: it was all brand-name stuff. Sebastian picked up a huge number of eggs, and there were plenty for everybody.
Hmm. You know, it strikes me that the demolition of American neighborhoods and communities has probably greatly enhanced the growth of churches, particularly churches that include "tight" social networks (I might say, more "cult-like" churches). But I digress.
Later that day Teri took Sebastian back to the playground for a play date with his "best friend" from school. While they were playing, a little girl wanted to play with Billy. Apparently this hurt Sebastian's feelings, but she eventually decided to play with both of them and peace was restored.
Anyway, we spent much of the weekend with
stairflight. On Sunday morning we dropped her off at the bus station, and then headed over to my cousin's house for Easter. My parents and my brother and his family were going there, too.When we got there, we had a really nice surprise: my aunt and uncle were there! They live in Florida, and we don't get to see them very often. My mother in particular was so surprised and happy to see her sister.
Sebastian was in heaven. He does live a lonely life - there are no kids in our neighborhood that he can play with - and now he had FOUR other kids to play with. So he ran around and they all had a ton of fun.
In the meantime I helped my cousin's wife beat a few tough areas in Zelda: The Legend of the Wind Waker, and told them about the Wii.
When the time came for us to go, Sebastian almost threw a fit. He cried and cried, and begged to be allowed to stay - or even to sleep over! He needs a little brother or sister so badly, or at least a good bunch of friends in the area. Teri told him that we had to go right away, at which point he shouted (as I wrote earlier) "Then I'll run into the woods and let the coyotes and wolfs [sic] eat me!". At which point he dashed off towards the trees.
I was paralyzed with laughter and pity, but Teri chased him down and grabbed him. We let him play a little tag, and then a little soccer, but it was getting late and we really had to go. So we ended up having to grab him and drag him by main force to the car. He got angry and tried to hit both of us, but once he was in the car he calmed down and was good. The traffic on the way home was pretty awful, but eventually we got home; Sebastian was asleep, of course, but Teri managed to carry him into the house.
We still have a lot of Easter eggs. We'd planned to do an Easter Egg hunt at our house in the back yard on Sunday morning, but we were too rushed and it was too cold to do it. So we'll probably do it sometime soon, weather permitting.
And that was our Easter weekend!