The Gratuitous Easter Post

Most of you know I went "home" for the long weekend. Home is a relative concept isn't it? I've never lived in the house my parents live in now but I always say I'm going home. I guess home is where the people you love are.

When my family gets together it's loud. Everyone talks at once. We're all sarcastic. Anything goes. Case in point at one point my Dad played this song and told my sister that this was her theme song because basically she'll do anything to get out of cooking.



There's shouting and laughing and teasing and eating and drinking. Yep- my family can pretty much make a celebration out of nothing so you can imagine what actually goes on when we do have something to celebrate.

So with Little P visiting his great grandparents house  for the very first time my mother spent days child proofing the house and within 5 minutes of arrival little P had found her best crystal, a lamp with dangly glass beads, a vintage vase and the keys to the front door. Been a while since you had munchkins in the house Patty?

Little P  also discovered wheel barrow rides are a lot of fun. Grampy discovered children don't care if you've raced them round the garden 100 times and are on the verge of having a heart attack. They scream "More" regardless of your imminent demise.  This picture is blurry because I was laughing so hard and alternately almost wetting my pants the poor child would be flung to his death.

Father of Pyjamas kept us well supplied with cocktails , which made for a pleasant if slightly fuzzy weekend. I don't care - I enjoyed myself. I think...

Some of us enjoyed more than our fair share....and were slightly piggy about it.

Miss P realised if you're going to party hard with the big girls the night before you better start the next morning with a lot of coffee.

Little P kept us all amused with the screeching out of everyone's name every three minutes. My sister is now known to all and sundry as LeeLam. 10 bucks to the first person who can tell me what her real name is. (Marg - you're excluded because you already know) We have all starting screaming LeeLam at her because  she finds it bloody annoying.

Mr. P channelled a cocky

Dumbarse of the weekend goes to LeeLam who watched Little P paint and then had a heart attack when he toddled towards her looking like this because she thought his brain was leaking out of his head....

Bella did some painting too...before breakfast, hair brushing or doing her teeth. Attractive. The things you do for grandkids.

The boys did the manly thing and went hunting and gathering. We girls went shopping. Much more civilised.

They caught about 2 million yabbies and everyone had to pose for yabbie conqueror shots.

We had an easter egg hunt and found 400 chocolates scattered round the garden. Little P subsequently ate 399 of them and was cranky for the rest of the day. I bet we find some we forgot when we go hunting next year.

And Patty kept us fed with wonderful food. I put on 2 kilos. Damn you Patty.

Calamari with Chinese 5 Spice and Szechuan Pepper (I stole the recipe because this was really good )

Bacon , Eggs and my Mum's famous potato cakes

The genius at work in the kitchen lovingly caressing the chicken into tenderness.

It was a wonderful weekend but I'm not sure my liver could take that level of fun every week...

Just as a matter of interest has anyone ever heard a child say "I don't like chocolate"? Hope your Easter was restful and relaxing and that your cocktails were as nice as mine. I'm off to detox.