Easter Cliches

Yesterday was a day of cliches.

Cliche #1: The weather

Okay, so Easter is supposed to be all green grass and flowers and bright sunshine and happiness all around. Easter in upstate New York? Much more likely to feature snow and misery. Except this year. Thanks to the crazy temperatures in the 80s for a couple of days prior, yesterday looked like some kind of Hallmark version of Easter. The magnolias were in full bloom. And we have a grove of about seven trees, so that's a whole lotta blooming. The forsythia was a hedge of bright yellow. The grass was green, the daffodils were out in force, the sun was shining, and the sky was bright blue. Craziness. But in a good way.

Cliche #2: Baby clothes

Pretty much the best thing so far about having a baby is getting to dress him up like a little doll. Cubby's ensemble yesterday featured the bunny booties given to him by a family member. They were adorable beyond belief. They also kept coming off, but you can't have everything.

Cliche #3: Baby animals

LAAAAMMBS!!! Of the live variety, not the leg of kind (though we did have that for dinner yesterday). Mother Merino had produced her lamb by the time A. got up to the pasture yesterday morning. And when we returned from the family dinner, we found Coco the Cotswold had had her twins. So far we're at two boys and a girl, with three ewes left to give birth at any time.

I have pictures to illustrate all of this. But the camera is downstairs, Cubby is pinning me to my chair at the moment, and this means you'll just have to wait for the photos. It'll give you something to look forward to, right? Right.