The Brookston Family Blog
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Last Easter, we tried an egg hunt with Porter on the back deck but he didn’t seem to quite get the concept. This year, however, was different. This year he got it. He had a fabulous time running around in the rain outside hunting for hidden eggs. And he found quite a few.

Chomping at the bit to begin the hunt.

Finding another egg.

Porter with his almost full bucket of found eggs.

When we got to Jim and Bernie’s, we learned that my Great Aunt Helen, who’s 95, was taken to the hospital with fluid in her lungs. It turned out to be congenital heart failure and she’ll be in the hospital at least a week. We went to visit her on our way home from Easter dinner.

For Easter Dinner, we went to my Uncle Jim and Aunt Bernie’s house. Jim was my Mom’s half-brother and they were very close. In fact, she introduced him to his wife, my Aunt Bernie, who, like my Mom, is a nurse. In addition to them, also present were ten other relatives, significant others and kids. True to form, Porter fell asleep on the way over and was zonked out at least the first hour we were there. He seemed to be getting used to falling asleeo and then waking up in a strange house surrounded by countless strangers. Dinner was quite yummy and it was fun seeing everyone again.

Porter opens an egg.

What do I do with this stuff called candy?

My cousin Sue and George’s two sons Willem and Aaron with Alice. Willem is holding Alice and he seemed very taken with her.

Porter plays with his new trucks that the Easter Bunny brought him (and left at Sue and George’s house).

Aaron, Porter and Willem watch TV in the upstairs bedroom. It was nice to see Porter interact a little with people closer to his own age. Luckily, Willem and Aaron were both very patient (unusual in other kids) with Porter and made him feel at ease, which was great for him.

Saturday we boiled a dozen eggs in anticipation of Easter Sunday. Sunday, Porter colored the eggs so we could take them with us to Easter Dinner at my Uncle Jim and Aunt Bernie’s.

Porter at the ready to begin the coloring.

Here goes the first egg.

Waiting, waiting, waiting …

Alice and I egg Porter on.

The finished eggs, with the proud artiste watching them dry.

Our friend Jim from California, who moved to upstate New York a few years ago, surprised us by driving four hours from his home to join us at the party. It was a real treat to see him and he spent the night at G’Ma’s so we had a chance to catch up and talk about this and that before he headed back home Sunday afternoon.

Jim and Porter Easter morning.