So, my awesome, hilarious, super chill brother in law Andrew was staying with us last week and Easter weekend. On Saturday morning when I rolled out of bed, I found Adam and Andrew out in the garage, greasy up to their elbows CHANGING MY BREAKS! (Without being asked, I might add!) Would YOUR brother in law do that when he's supposedly on vacation at your house? AND this all went down when there were countless March Madness games going on. Those of you who know Adam well will know this was an amazing sacrifice for him. And then they changed Adam's brakes too! Anyway, they did an amazing job despite my car's best efforts to be stubborn and make things difficult and I'm happy to report my brakes stop on a dime. Thanks fellas!
Then, my brother and his family (complete with Stephanie's Uncle Rick), came over to join us for Easter dinner.
As you can see, we broke out the super high class card table for the little guys to sit at. They don't seem to mind too much. (Check out my child prodigy nephew with his Rubix cube there at the table - notice how he's fully solved it.)
And above we have evidence that OCD must be genetic. Normally we keep a heap of stuffed animals in the toy room in the back for when the kiddos come to visit. Well, the kids were playing in the master bedroom while the grown ups visited over dessert. I went in to check on the kids after a while and found that they had taken all the stuffed animals from the toy room and stacked them, each by type of animal (note the pairs neatly stacked next to one another) in the window seat of the room. Pretty sure the kids are either OCD or they're doing their best to reinact Noah's arc with stuffed animals. Anyway, that was our Easter. How was yours?
