Happy Easter!

Spoils from our Easter baskets

 

Happy Easter! It’s not been such a good one in the Frazier-Wood household. I have been sick for over 2 weeks. Last week I finally got antibiotics which removed my potential contagious status, allowing me to reenter society and not wallow in bed alone… but then the kids went down with the bug. Mostly in the middle of last night which is why I have huge dark circles under my eyes… yawn…

In a way therefore it was good that Wes had me cancel today’s plans for rest, but it also made me sad… Being so far away from home can be hard and I think holidays can be the hardest of all. Easter is so different in the states – no hot cross buns!! I missed them so this year. I was going to bake some and hand them out to unenlightened Yankee friends over here, but I didn’t feel well enough – nor did I think I should be baking for others when sick since I only got my antibiotics on Tuesday.

Easter basket for the littlest one

Easter basket for the littlest one

Then there is this whole Easter bunny malarkey which confuses me. The Easter bunny brings Easter baskets which are totally different to Christmas presents somehow (hint: they’re not) and crucially: NO EASTER EGGS. I mean, the bunny does bring Easter eggs but they are actual painted eggs: where is the fun in that? I needed my hollowed out egg filled with matching chocolates to be entirely consumed for breakfast. Although I did Easter ‘American style’ this year (whereas I British-up Christmas as much as possible) I did procure Sam a proper British easter egg imported from the motherland and am pleased to say that it was his favorite part of his Easter basket by far. Heh heh heh. Its in his DNA.

Sam and his Easter egg

So we spent the day watching movies with cuddles (Sam), reviewing grants, dispensing comfort and wiping snotty noses (me),Β crying inconsolably and snotting endlessly (Caroline) or hiding our healthy self away from the rest of the families contagion (Wes). All my friends’ pictures of food and fellowship have made me feel bereft today…

Ah well, there is always 4th July. Everyone knows Brits LOVE the 4th July πŸ˜‰

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