Easter!

The Easter bunny left a trail of eggs down the stairs and to the backyard.

“In America, the eggs are plastic and you can open them up and there are chocolates inside,” said Sawyer. In New Zealand, brown eggs are full of Dad’s hot air. I narrowly escaped giving myself a cerebral aneurysm blowing out the yolks.



Hillery’s folks visited for the weekend. Hillery’s parents arrived in New Zealand last Wednesday. Uncle Nicholas and Aunt Julia brought a delicious ham from a butcher near their home in Palmerston North. We watched the NCAA final four tournament online while the baking ham’s delicious aroma filled the building, leaving the Wellington wind to huff and puff outside. Go, Butler!





Celebrated Ron’s 29th birthday with a carrot cake that Hillery, Sawyer, and Ivy baked. Tough job, but someone's got to do it.