Easter

I cannot say how perfectly timed my parents' visit was this week. It was so nice to have them over for Easter, sure, but seriously, I couldn't even walk when they got here because of the dumb toe thing so the house was a disaster and the cupboards were bare. We hadn't told them I was pregnant yet so as soon as they walked in the door, Abby gave them a picture she had drawn of her family and when they opened it, she explained what she had drawn; "This is me with ponytails," she said,"and this is Mummy and this is a scarecrow and this is a pomegranate tree and this is Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (just his nose) and this is Daddy and this is the new baby." Dad "got it" immediately, but it took a second for Mom to believe what she was hearing. They were so happy, they were able to overlook the state of the house and my Mom REALLY helped get it together.Luckily, for Easter dinner, I had enough food around the house for a nice roast beef with Yorkshire puddings (Paul's favourite meal) which actually turned out despite my antique, Barbie-sized oven. Abby had 3 Easter baskets; 1 from us, one from her grandma and grandpa and one from her Auntie Carrie so she was holiday spoiled as usual and the Easter egg hunt was really fun. What is with her wonky feet here? How did she do that?

Eventually, throughout the week, my toes went from pure pain, to just pain at night, to itchy, red swollen toes, to just itchy at night and Friday, I actually was able to wear socks and shoes! The biggest bummer is having to miss our planned camping trip to Arches with our good friends. I was looking forward to it forever and it killed me to have to bow out. It's for the best of reasons, though, eh? And my toes are really feeling better now! Thank goodness for that!