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The Easter Family Lunch

By on March 28, 2016 in Uncategorized with No Comments

On Easter Sunday, my wife and I went to our daughter’s house for an Easter Sunday lunch. We had a great time.

Many of my son-in-law’s family were there: George, Mary, Cindy, Buddy, Theresa (the other grandma), Mike and Kelly. What a fun group. You can only imagine what the decibel level was like combining Slavic and Italian families. It reminded me of the times when my family got together: noise, food, laughter, playful banter. Oh, and did I mention food!

As you will recall from other Grandpa Tales, I can be a disruptive force with the grandkids. Well I’m pleased to report (no not that I behaved, which, of course, I did not) that I had a partner in crime: Buddy. It turns out that we both love scaring Molly and Brayden.

Now in my defense, I promised my daughter that I would not run around the house, yelling at the top on my lungs, scaring her kids. And I kept my promise. Well sort of. I walked around the house, flinging my arms up in the air every time I saw one of the kids, but not uttering even so much as a peep. I guess you would call this the “silent scar”. But it worked. The kids didn’t disappoint as they screeched each time they saw me. Yes, I was spoken to, a number of times.

What was so much fun was that Buddy was right there with me. We would, using all the stealth and strategy we could muster, go in different directions blocking off any chance the kids could escape. He too was silent. Unfortunately, this adventure added a literal meaning to kids bouncing off the walls.

But it took a couple of, “did you leave your listening ears at home” before we finally settled down – much to Molly and Brayden’s disappointment. Honestly, I was expecting that the next threat would be being placed on the naughty step.

There was a moment, however, when I got a bit confused. Molly disappeared to do something and when she came back, she was green. He lips, her hands – green. I immediately took out my iPhone and checked the date to be sure it was Easter and not St. Patrick’s Day. For a moment I expected hear Peter, Paul and Mary sing Whiskey in the Jar, which happened to be one of my favorite songs growing up. Turns out it was nothing more than Molly enjoying some of her Easter candy.

Molly - Green

It was a great family time and very enjoyable Easter Sunday. But as I left I did feel a little like an anaconda. They can eat one meal and it will last hold them for weeks. I’m just starting to think about my next meal.

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