Daddy took Elizabeth to the Agriculture Museum at Easter, along with the rest of Ottawa. We heard that the lineups were several hours long, so they went first thing in the morning before it got too crazy.
Elizabeth was frightened of the person dressed as a giant bunny, and insisted on steering clear, even when Daddy explained that the giant bunny gave out chocolate. She was also more interested in the tractors than the baby animals.
She did enjoy watching the baby pigs nursing, but when she saw the baby chickens she took one look and announced that it was time to colour.
He is risen! Alleluia!
Ed. note: Okay, okay, so Easter was a while ago but I'm only just getting around to posting our pictures. We've been super busy at work completing a major software implementation three years in the making...
Friend Janice gave Elizabeth her own Easter bunny, which Elizabeth loved so much she insisted on bringing him to bed. In the morning, Easter bunny hopped around for a while and then went downstairs to hunt eggs. Elizabeth was quite charmed by the egg hunt. Mommy and Daddy were pleased that we managed to find all of the eggs hidden by Auntie Janice the night before.
We headed to church for the Easter service. Elizabeth went happily to Sunday school without either parent. Fifteen minutes into the service the pager went off. Apparently Elizabeth looked around the classroom, couldn't locate either parent and burst into tears. Daddy went to the rescue but she was inconsolable. Back in the service she coloured happily but when she started her own sermon half way into the guest preacher's talk we decided she was being too distracting. Daddy took her outside for a walk. She got more and more upset and finally peed all over Daddy. That's when we discovered that we had neglected to bring a change of clothes. She wore my sweater home.
Later in the day we did have a lovely dinner at Grandma and Grandpa J's with Geoff, Janice, NEW BOYFRIEND Kevin (tee hee), Uncle Chris, Auntie Yukiko, cousins Erika and Maria, Uncle Dave, Auntie Karen and little Darren* in Auntie Karen's tummy.
*Darren = Dave + Karen. Dave is so lucky that the eldest sibling doesn't get exclusive naming rights.
We planted an Easter garden with Elizabeth this year as part of our lent observations. The vegetation wasn't exactly to scale, but Elizabeth seemed to like the concept.
I did not forget to water it until after Easter...
Elizabeth wanted to try feeding the ducks again so we headed out on a quest late afternoon. One duck couple was feeling more cooperative and ate the bread we threw their direction. We ran out very quickly, mostly because Elizabeth kept eating the pieces she grabbed.
Elizabeth found shells on the shore ("Look! Special rocks!") and was very happy digging up the shell pieces with dirt and placing them carefully on various other rocks "for the ducks". We washed our hands in the freezing cold water and were glad to have a blanket and mitts to warm up with. It looks like I'm going to have to invest in a nail brush this summer.
When Elizabeth is falling asleep and has been told that it is no longer nursing time, she sometimes asks to hold hands. "Hold the hand, Mommy-dear, hold the hand"
The other day, she was pretending to have a nap with Teddy and Daddy. "Teddy", she said. "Hold the hand. Daddy, hold Teddy hand."