It is.
And yet it was fine in the house. We have lights and heat.
Little Jay and James went back to college to visit friends. Maria’s at a movie with a friend. Lydia’s a quiet as a cat.
It’s just these giddy people–in the dirt in socks, driving people nuts with their laughing and the shrieking from the smaller one.
We did the eggs, raked the yard, had a fine supper of hot dogs and chips.
And now a little schoolwork–they’re happy about the dinosaur pencils I found when the closet was cleaned.
I’m so glad Easter is not my holiday–no cleaning, no cooking, gorgeous. I love my sister.
We have filled the pinata for tomorrow, though what a pinata has to do with Easter nobody knows. They’re ready.
Onward to Easter. love, Val
look at all that civility! xo