The hippity hoppety Easter bunny came to our house this weekend and left a trail of Easter eggs throughout the house and garden. Rob did 6 night shifts in a row last week so was out of action on Good Friday. With all the shops shut, I took the girls to Balmoral for the morning which was divine, lovely and sunny with a light breeze. Florence entertained the few other beach goers by doing a massive poo in the sand. How we laughed as I dug an enormous hole in the sand to bury it. On Easter Saturday, with Rob fast asleep, the girls and I took the tram to the fish market to get a huge Tasmanian trout for Easter Sunday lunch. Much like at Christmas it was packed with holiday makers stocking up on prawns and fish. On Easter Sunday, with Rob still asleep, I somehow managed to entertain the girls all morning again by myself, cook the trout, extend the table by adding a new folding trestle from Bunnings warehouse (where everyone gets a bargain) so that we can now sit 12. Scarlett did a great job with the place settings and soon we were ready for our guests at 3pm. Much like our Lord Jesus Rob was finally risen and we sat down to a lunch of roast trout, herb potatoes and 3 massive salads provided by Brett, Gav and Bev, finished with a flourless chocolate cake made by Lara. The kids had an Easter egg hunt that was over in 12 seconds and then the gorging began. We finished the Easter weekend with lunch at Zoe and Paul's to celebrate Paul's 40th.
The hippity hoppety Easter bunny came to our house this weekend and left a trail of Easter eggs throughout the house and garden. Rob did 6 night shifts in a row last week so was out of action on Good Friday. With all the shops shut, I took the girls to Balmoral for the morning which was divine, lovely and sunny with a light breeze. Florence entertained the few other beach goers by doing a massive poo in the sand. How we laughed as I dug an enormous hole in the sand to bury it. On Easter Saturday, with Rob fast asleep, the girls and I took the tram to the fish market to get a huge Tasmanian trout for Easter Sunday lunch. Much like at Christmas it was packed with holiday makers stocking up on prawns and fish. On Easter Sunday, with Rob still asleep, I somehow managed to entertain the girls all morning again by myself, cook the trout, extend the table by adding a new folding trestle from Bunnings warehouse (where everyone gets a bargain) so that we can now sit 12. Scarlett did a great job with the place settings and soon we were ready for our guests at 3pm. Much like our Lord Jesus Rob was finally risen and we sat down to a lunch of roast trout, herb potatoes and 3 massive salads provided by Brett, Gav and Bev, finished with a flourless chocolate cake made by Lara. The kids had an Easter egg hunt that was over in 12 seconds and then the gorging began. We finished the Easter weekend with lunch at Zoe and Paul's to celebrate Paul's 40th.
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