Easter splendour

The Easter tree is up and adorned, eggs have been painted, egg cards have been created to tie onto chocolate bunnies, the bunny himself visited and ate the carrots we had left for him and an early morning egg hunt revealed lots of tiny eggs to count and sort by colour.

It was lovely to see the kids decorate the Easter tree completely by themselves this year, atop a pair of stools, as this time we dragged home a massive branch blown down in recent storms. I think Roboboy has a fantastic eye for colour and balance.

Thank you all so much for your kind words of support with our recent burglary, we are just getting on with it all but if it isn't already obvious by the shocking layout of these recent posts, I am not at all enjoying this blogging on an iPad situation I have found myself in and I can't wait for the computer to be replaced.

I seem to be able to dump a few photos and throw down some text with next to no ability to move anything around to make it prettier or more readable. If anyone has any tips they would be greatly appreciated. Back soon with some long awaited Reno news.

Easter eggs and sunshine

Well it's all sunshine and chocolate over here at Betsy's. Usually it always rains at Easter. This year, perhaps because it has been raining or overcast for much of the last 6 months, we have had full week of sunshine. Glorious balmy, not too hot and not too cold, blue skied bliss. Perfect for an early morning easter egg hunt.

Before you panic about the vast quantities of chocolate in these photos, let me explain that we do things  a little differently here at Betsy's. Roboboy has a dairy allergy and usually gets a small amount of dairy free chocolate that he can actually eat. But the big excitement for him is the hunting and collecting, the sorting and counting, the organizing into little containers, that comes with a real easter egg hunt. The eating for him is actually not the best part. So we do a BIG hunt and then most of these eggs will be passed onto friends and family.

Our garden is perfect for egg hiding ( so the bunny tells me). Especially bromeliads as they have this central leaf  just the right size to pop a tiny egg into.

So nice to trot around the garden foraging under all the little plants for a hint of that shiny foil wrapper.  Equally nice to just stop and survey the contents of the basket.

And for Roboboy, when he is sure the yard has been fleeced, time to stop and do some counting and sorting by colour. In almost the exact same spot, the exact same way that he did last year. (he has a freakishly good memory for things like this and will often recreate the same scenario over and over).

He also had to painstakingly write out this detailed instruction for the Easter Bunny so as to be sure that little sisters would be able to find some eggs.

Oh yeah, and that's our easter tree. Dragged home from the park and adorned with crocheted eggs, and real salvaged birds nests filled with chicks. My mother in law loves this particular tradition that we have created with our kids and brought over some new crochet treats this Easter. Ice creams, cupcakes and striped eggs were all quite at home on our tree.

So time to scoff some chocolate and wash out paint brushes. My lounge room is looking very very white, only one small patch of custard to go.