Easter Weekend

I hope everyone had a great Easter weekend!  Our weekend was a nice balance of relaxing and eventful.

We didn't have much grading to do this weekend, so we enjoyed a long bike ride at Blackwater Creek.  Actually, Chris ran six miles while I biked beside him!  Eliot seemed to enjoy it more this time than previous rides.  He never whines, but sometimes he falls asleep or slouches.  This Saturday, he was sitting straight up and looking out his window.

When we came around by Hollins Mill, we took a quick break for a few pictures.  Chris doesn't like to stop in his runs, but he said we should look at the water real quick before moving on.

For dinner, we took Elizabeth to La Carretta where Eliot enjoyed some rice.  I think it had been almost a month since we went to eat Mexican out!

Last year for Easter, I was bad and didn't get Eliot a basket.  I didn't even think of it at first and I knew he didn't want anything aside from breastmilk.  And he got plenty of that.  Ha.  We spent Easter with my parents and sister's family.  Eliot was about three months old--and swimming in 3-6 month clothes.

This year, we stayed in Lynchburg and I actually did the whole trail of eggs and basket thing for Eliot.  He had been wanting those plastic eggs so bad for weeks!  He would grab them in their package and say, "Ball!"

Chris thought we should get his "sports" eggs.  It is fitting.

He grabbed an egg first, then his lamb, then returned to the other eggs, and I finally convinced him to explore the rest of the contents of the basket.

Two cars, a lamb, a Peter Rabbit bunny, a few Cadbury eggs (that we will eat), and Reese's Pieces (which Eliot oddly loves and actually chews instead of swallowing).

Elizabeth had spent the night on Saturday, so we hung around the house and took the dogs for a long walk down Rivermont.  I made spinach-artichoke pasta for a late lunch/early dinner (that I call linner), and everyone raved about how it was better than Olive Garden.  Not your typical Easter lunch, but, you know.  Still awesome.  Eliot took a long nap, and we took Elizabeth back to her dorm after he woke up.  On the way, we made a stop at Starbucks, and, man, Eliot knows when someone has something good.

Whenever he sees us eating or drinking something, he throws his paci down and stares.  He really wanted Elizabeth's frap, and I'll admit that we let him have a sip.  From there, he just stared the entire ride.

When we got home, I finished up a few left-over dishes, and read a million books to Eliot while Chris worked on his dissertation.  And that was the weekend.