Spring Hopes Eternal...Brigid has Easter and The First Day of Day Care

I've only just recently crawled out of the dark flu-clouded recesses of my brain in order to function in the light again. Don't know if it was a true flu, but I had fever, joint aches and pains and that fever headache, eye pain you get with a fever, since last Tuesday. Whatever it was has now moved into my head and chest, but the fever is gone, so at least I'm able to function a little more efficiently.

Before the flu hit, we had Brigid's birthday dinner on Saturday the 15th with Granddad, Grandma and Uncle John. She enjoyed being the birthday girl again and received some wonderful gifts, many of which Uncle John helped assemble.

In that time, we've had Easter and Brigid's first day at Sibley Child Care Center. Easter was harried because I was making dinner but it was fun. The girls got up Easter morning and found their baskets and found their eggs. Brigid really enjoyed carrying her basket around and finding her eggs. She paused every now and then to take a bite out of a Peep. Because Easter came so early in the year, we had no real Easter finery to don for church, but I managed to get Brigid in a pretty dress nonetheless. Easter mass was a bit dicey -- Brigid wasn't in the best of moods throughout -- but we made it through eventually. Because I was still a little out of it, and had been suffering with massive nosebleeds since the day before (!?) I took a nap and then was rejuvenated enough to get dinner started.
In the middle of everything (including another nosebleed) we got a call from my brother, Chris, who's coming to visit us from Montanna, in April. We're all excited at the prospect of having Uncle Chris come visit. It will be Brigid's first meeting with her mountain man uncle. Can't wait, Chris!

We had Jack's parents, his brother, Matt, and Matt's wife, Kristin, over for Easter dinner. Jack had to work, so he was only home an abbreviated part of the night. But still, it was a nice visit. A few times during the night I told Brigid she would be going to school the next day where she'd be able to play with bubbles. She thought that sounded OK to her. So this morning, I talked that up some more, and she was ready to run out the door without changing from her PJs, she was so excited at the idea.


I did manage to get her dressed, and Jack and I brought her over to Sibley for her first day in the toddler room. She had no anxiety, just ran over to ask where Sally was with the bubbles. Her teacher, Jen, anticipated her bubble fascination and had them filled and ready, which really eased the transition. Brigid showed no sign of apprehension or dread. After chasing bubbles for a few minutes, she was ready to play on the equipment and look at the toys. She said goodbye to us over her shoulder while she stood at the piano. I'll be picking her up soon and we'll see if the report is all good, but for a drop-off, it went better than we could have imagined. And what more could you ask for?