I thought I'd keep a log of What We Did Over Spring Break in an effort to make myself feel like we actually did do something with our spring break besides not travel. Sooo...
Monday, we woke up and had breakfast, played inside for a while, played outside for a while, etc. At one point I climbed up in the attic in an attempt to find something green for Calvin to wear besides the god-awful ugly Scooby Doo tshirt with lime green accents, which is all he can come up with and we must wear green because it is St. Patrick's Day, for the love of all that is Irish! Remember being a kid and thinking all holidays were an equally big deal? I didn't find him anything, by the way, but I did find a dress for Somerset and a cute embroidered butterfly shirt and khaki capris for Genevieve.
The roof guy I called, like, a month ago finally called and came by to give me an estimate. I'm waiting to see what the new guys who fixed our neighbor's roof last week say. Right now I'm just killing time until our 4:30 ETD for the Germantown Easter Egg Hunt, which was moved from Saturday to today because of rain. I'm not sure why I feel compelled to make the trek out to G'town and let my kids bounce in a crowded moonbounce and pick up fleas in the petting zoo before wrestling a pack of preppy suburban kids for a few Hersheys-filled plastic eggs, except that A) it's free and I am my mother's daughter, and B) I loved Easter as a kid and it makes me kind of sad that my kids don't get some of the same experience with it that I did. So, church is out of the question, but I can do plastic eggs in the burbs.
While we're out that way, I'm finally going to experience the much-hyped wonder that is Los Tortugas. I'm excited about the food but apprehensive about taking the kids out to eat by myself in an unknown setting. More on that adventure later, if I don't chicken out.
Just a minute ago, I started thinking I should pick up the house a little and do dishes before we leave, because I know Big Daddy enjoys coming home and finding the house neat and cozy, and I like to do that for him when I can. But then I remembered that I'm taking four kids on an Easter Egg hunt and out to dinner by myself and decided that he won't mind doing the dishes himself.