Now, of course, the Easter chaos is just out of control.
Every surface was covered with toy detritus, chocolate or jelly beans.
There was a new water table.
There was Bat-Caving. And Lego-ing. And "Rock Tumbling," courtesy of a, yes, rock tumbling machine Keane got. This thing sounds like the engine of a 747 being tested in Boeing's propulsion labs, so loud is the rumbling and grinding while it tumbles rocks to shiny perfection. And this tumbling process lasts for days! So it ground along in our kitchen all afternoon until I finally came to my senses and moved it to the garage.
But the little scamps did pretty well at church, considering we didn't leave early enough (and never have, and never will) to procure a seat.
So it was a Happy, Noisy, Typical Easter here chez VT. Just how we like it.