Baby J died Easter eggs with Nani.
They hunted for Easter eggs.
And Easter baskets.
Baby J spent some time soothing my mother's cat, Ashes. "Kitty, you ok?" "Kitty, you have a boo boo?" "Kitty, are you sad?" "Kitty, it'll be ok."
This was the only low point of our visit. Ashes, 17 years old, wasn't well at all - as evidenced by her letting Baby J get so close. Sadly, Ashes passed away this morning. Farewell, sweet Ashes. May you rest in peace.
She was a lovely cat and I am grateful that my family had the opportunity to visit with my old friend one last time and say our "goodbyes."
The boys enjoyed their adventure to Nani's house and enjoyed being surrounded by family and friends even more. We are all looking forward to our next trip.
And speaking of friends, I have a new one. I want to introduce you to Shan over at Counterfeit Fake. She featured me in a post yesterday. Go check it out and stick around to read some of her witty, insightful pieces. She's pretty bad a$$ and her birth story kicks my birth story's butt. Go. Go now. You'll enjoy her as much as I do!