Easter

Sorry...another late post tonight. I forgot last night just how exhausted I would be after that long drive home. It's kind of disappointing because I had this whole great post idea in mind. I was going to do something about the idea of new life with the start of spring and the fact that Easter happens to be the traditional marker of the start of spring. I was planning to bring in the idea of the significance of Easter is that Jesus brings new life, and that Easter has much less to do with death than life. It really was going to be brilliant. Then I spent five hours in a car with a massive headache and came home feeling the need to unpack and comfort the screaming baby before blogging. Now I've lost the motivation to write about any deep thoughts. Sorry you all missed out on the brilliance.

FYI--Prunes work exactly the way you think they would in babies. I think we'll all be glad to know that Patrick is no longer stopped up. We will also not be feeding him prunes again unless he gets stopped up again. That was the grossest diaper I've changed in a long time, and of course he squirmed around in it in his carseat for hours first, which only spread the mess more. Fun stuff. He went through two and a half outfits today because of the prunes--one from spit-up and another pair of shorts from prunes coming out the other end. Ewww. On the bright side, he seems more comfortable now.

Patrick was absolutely charming at church this morning. He was happy in his carrier for a while at first, then smiled at the nice man sitting behind us while Daddy held him, and then he fell asleep in Daddy's arms through the rest of the service. He was awake as soon as it ended and ready to be social again. He even got to meet a baby who was born on his six-month birthday (wearing just the cutest little bunny outfit by the way). I'm proud to take him out and show him off when he's that charming.

As promised, here are a few pictures of Patrick's first Easter.
Patrick loved his Easter basket. He held the basket's handle the whole time and was so happy. The bunny bigger than he is came from Gigi and Papa, the chick came from Nana and Grandpa, and the basket with eggs and chocolate were from Mommy and Daddy. (He promptly handed the Cadbury eggs over to Daddy, you'll be glad to know.) We also particularly love his little man Easter outfit with the tie.
I believe this is one of our better family portraits. Patrick and I were having a blast laughing at Grandpa. Patrick really thinks he's something special, giving him his full attention any time he talks and saving a special smile for when Grandpa gives him attention. He even fell asleep on Grandpa for a few minutes before we had to leave to come home. After a fussy few days when he all but refused to sleep, that is quite flattering.
He started getting fussy about the time he was going to pose for pictures with Nana and Grandpa, but this one didn't turn out too badly. He really was quite snuggly with both of them all weekend, and I'm disappointed with myself for not snapping pictures of that instead of this one that's only ok.