Easter Bug

Asher spent his second Easter at NeeNee and PaPa's house, just like last year. Except this year, he was able to rip through his Easter baskets all by himself (almost), hunt for Easter eggs with a little bit (read: A LOT) of help, stay awake for all of the festivities, and partake of the bountiful Easter feast. Well, he could have, at least; of course, he didn't want to have even a bite of ham or a spoonful of sweet potato - we ended up giving him a cereal bar and Cheerios for dinner. Point being, he wasn't a little blob this year, so I think we all were able to have a lot more fun with the holiday this year than last.

We started off with a trip to the mall to visit the Easter Bunny on Easter Eve. Asher was less than enthusiastic about this, but I reminded him that if he was nice and visited with Mr. Bunny, he might stop by in the morning and drop off some goodies for him. Asher decided he would make the attempt and, after about ten minutes of NeeNee showing him how to tickle the bunny's ears and nose, Asher warmed up just enough to sit him on Mr. Bunny's lap for thirty seconds to snap one okay picture.

The next morning, Asher awoke to find his traumatic experience had paid off. There were two Easter baskets, a gift bag, a big toy, and a bike sitting in the middle of NeeNee's living room floor. He crawled down the stairs and stopped, gave me a quizzical look, and then toddled right on over and started digging things out. I was happy to see he was much more interested in gifts this time around, as compared to Christmas when I basically had to open all his gifts for him. The Easter Bunny hid eggs full of Rolo's and dollar bills around the house, but it turned out not to be the best environment for an egg hunt for a 15-month old because there evidently were far too many other interesting things to see and do other than look for stupid plastic eggs, things like playing with cat toys, or the lid to the trash can. After a few hours, I re-hid the eggs in the backyard and we had a second attempt at an egg hunt. Asher did much better due to fewer distractions; even though I still had to point almost all of them out to him, he did really well at picking them up and putting them in the basket. Of course, he's been practicing this skill for quite some time with his megabloks and a cookie tin.

Here are a bazillion pictures of Asher on Easter, mainly of him frolicking in the yard at NeeNee's, enjoying the so-so weather.