We had an early Easter basket hunt and went to the Good Friday service at church in place of Sunday, since we were boarding our ship on Easter. Pastor Malcolm didn't pull any punches and Rory was asking some good questions on the way home.
See the cruise post for all of that fun.
When we got home from Florida, we celebrated Lilly turning 10, spent an evening with Nox in the ER because he ate a butt ton of oatmeal raisin cookies, and Rory had field day at school. Then Silas had his spring orchestra concert and Gigi and Shelly came to watch! They drove the whole way smelling fumes from my newly stained planter boxes Dad made for me. (They are lovely. I named one Cynthia and one Jolice.) We planted those, shopped, and went to a Fireflies game on Friday. Saturday was a murder mystery dinner that turned out to be a bit amateur, intimate, and awkward. Poor Jane got pulled up for the show. We did have 2 of the murder victims at our table and we won the prize for figuring it out! Sunday we saw Mary and relaxed before they made the trip back home. Now the house feels empty and we are all depressed.
