Easter Weekend

I took the boys up to the Lake House for Easter last weekend.  David had a boys weekend planned in advance with his friend (they neglected to check the calendar when they bought concert tickets!) so I drove up with Dawson and Wesley on Thursday afternoon with my brother Bob and nephew Parker riding along (Nikki joined us Friday).  It was a full car Thursday!

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To say that the boys love the Lake House is an understatement.  They have asked probably 10 times since leaving to go back, including the drive home from daycare this afternoon (“Can we go to the Lake House tomorrow?”).

There is never a dull moment at the Lake House.  We got the 3 boys to sleep in the same room, and they all went to bed great.  The room has one set of bunk beds, and a love seat that pulls out into a twin-sized bed.  Days before going up there, Dawson and Wes had already worked out a bed rotation – since we were going to be there 3 nights, each boy would get to sleep in one of the beds once.  I figured once we got there that there was no way Wes would actually sleep on the top bunk, but sure enough, he did the first night!

We dyed eggs Friday afternoon.  We settled on a dozen for each kid – I figured any more than that, and they’d lose interest pretty quickly.  They had a blast and did really well with the eggs.

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Late Friday afternoon we went over to Grandpa Phil and Grandma Mary’s house.  They already had a full house, since Maria was baby-sitting there.  Eventually, their lawn looked like this:

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Part way through snapping pictures, I got closer to Dawson and realized he had two giant scratches on his face.  There was that slight panic – “Dawson! What happened to your face?!”  The boys had been picking up sticks and throwing them into the woods, and Dawson must have stumbled into the trees a little.  No one saw him, and he never hollered or shouted.

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I sent David a text Friday night with the above picture that said “Dawson was in a knife fight today.  Otherwise it was pretty uneventful.”  Also, my apologies to anyone Dawson has told he was in a knife fight to.

The boys got to take a ride in Grandpa Phil’s tractor.  Dawson was SO excited.  I think Wes just went along because everyone else was doing it.  Dawson got to work the bucket, he thought it was so cool.

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Friday was also Parker’s birthday.  The poor bug was not feeling very well at all.  So much so that he didn’t even want to open his presents OR have any birthday cake.  You know a kiddo is feeling sick when that is the case.  Poor guy.  We convinced him to open his presents from Dawson and Wesley, but his heart wasn’t in it.

On Saturday we did our Easter with our extended family.  Besides Parker, Dawson, and Wesley, my cousin’s kiddos were there – Raina, who is 7, and Liam, who is 4 (only 3 months older than Wes!!).

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We put together a plastic egg hunt for them.  They loved it.  Best quote of the hunt came from Raina.  I couldn’t remember if I had put together 12 or 13 eggs per kid, so we did a quick count to see how many eggs each kid had.  The 4 boys had 12 each.  We asked Raina how many she had, and she replied “It feels like I have 13, but I might have 14.”  The “feels like 13″ made us laugh pretty hard, because what does 13 plastic eggs (filled with miscellaneous toys) feel like?  Of course, the joke was on us when it turned out she really did have 13 eggs!

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We also did Parker’s birthday cake that day.  How awesome is this cake?!  My mom had it made for Parker, I believe by one of her co-workers.  So cool!!  You can tell poor Parker still wasn’t all that into it, although he started smiling near the end of us singing.

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The 5 kids played together SO well Saturday night, especially Dawson and Raina.  I’m pretty sure she’s the main reason he wants to go back to the Lake House.  I got a couple good lessons Saturday night.  The first is that my children are smart and will take me quite literally.  They got stamps in their plastic Easter eggs.  When the boys broke their stamps out, I told them that only people could be stamped, and nothing else (the last thing I wanted was stamps on the wall or couch…).  Of course, my kids took it one step further…

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The other lesson we got Saturday wasn’t such a humorous one.  One of my cousins was riding on his motorcycle (on the way to our family’s Easter) when a car pulled out in front of him.  He showed up at the Lake House hours later, one arm in a cast, and the other in a sling.  Broken bones in both hands, I think it was.  Thankfully he was wearing his motorcycle jacket and helmet.  I can’t imagine what it would have been like if he wasn’t.  Grateful that we have such an awesome family.

It was a busy weekend.  Sunday we were home by early afternoon, but we didn’t get out and enjoy the weather; we were all too tired.  In between 5 loads of laundry, we relaxed by watching TV, and I think all 4 of us dozed on the couch.

Today we were back to the grind.  D doesn’t have regular physical therapy visits outside of school yet (those don’t start back up until next week), but he still gets therapy at school at least once, usually twice per week.  I got this photo via text this morning:

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I’d say that pretty much sums up his progress these days.  :)

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4 thoughts on “Easter Weekend

  1. Are you freaking kidding me?!? Look at him climb! GO DAWSON! Did you ever think almost a year ago that you’d be seeing that happen so soon? Or again? He is quite an inspiration, he’s touched so many lives already. What will the future bring?!? The BEST things :-) Love you!

  2. My internet has been out but found I could use The WFi here. What great fun on the weekend. And I was amazed with Dawson’s picture scaling the wall. Is the medicine working for Dawson or is it too early to know? Prayers are with you Mary

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