Easter was a dud.
Nora and I have sinus infections from seasonal allergies so we skipped the egg hunts and activities. I was disappointed not to see Nora dressed up and hunting for eggs. Nora was bummed that she couldn't play outside. I'm hoping things dry out by next weekend so we can attempt a belated egg hunt. She'll have fun hunting for plastic eggs and breaking in her new rain boots, I'll get to play paparazzi, and the boys get to sit on the porch and drink out of their respective bottles. Everyone wins.
She was interested in her Easter basket for five minutes on Sunday morning, figures. The anatomy puzzle is her new favorite obsession along with a renewed love of her dollhouse now that we've moved it into her room. Both are gently used and second hand to us. We're better off hiding and relocating toys than buying her anything new and, so far, it makes no difference to her. I'm hoping that continues. Not just because of the cost savings but the principle behind it as well. I love how gentle she can be and appreciative. We're trying to encourage those tendencies as much as possible.
Much like Owen finding his hands, we're trying to help Nora find her voice. With that comes the acceptance of her will and opinion.
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