Flowers, Bunnies, a Friend and a Follow Up

Yesterday we decorated eggs and by we I mean my 3rd grade son joined me. He is still enthusiastic and the other two were over at friends houses. We decorated 30 of them. Later on Saturday I asked my Hubs to get the Easter baskets out of the attic--all three are still interested in finding their baskets on Sunday morning (we hide them and they have to find them in the house). Easter sort of snuck up on me this year. A trip to Target at 3:00 p.m. on Saturday was necessary.
I am now sitting here looking at the word I typed above: "snuck". I am thinking I should have written the word "sneaked". I just asked the boys in the next room--after all they are tested on reading, writing and 'rithmetic all year long and those CRCT tests are coming up. They are now responding that it should be "snuck". And they are asking me why do I care? I am having a deja vu feeling. (And I think this would be marked as an error on their test).

What they don't know is that I am positive that Becky of Suburban Matron would know, and she is on my mind a lot the past few weeks. She was recently diagnosed with breast cancer and has shared her current story recently and as usual she writes in a way that reflects just how she is: with grace, and humor and knows how to perfectly describe a situation, and her feelings. It is as if each word is carefully chosen, but seems effortless.

And then there is her family and extended family. Readers have asked how they can become adopted into it. I am lucky enough to have visited with her in person.

And there is her love of shopping--many times locally--and she has even been known to bring her camera and ask her readers' opinions such as, "Which shoe should I wear to a burlesque party?" And she lets us know what is hot at Target, like this Liberty of London line.

Plus I could go on and on about how many other wonderful people I have "met" through Becky -- I have hijacked many people from her blogroll and added them to my own, adding even more to my life.

So go visit Becky and send her your support. But you may find that you will visit for a while and will be hooked because you can't stop at just a few posts.

For a follow up, here is a boy smiling with his souvenir Coke bottle AT HOME from his field trip a couple of weeks ago. As many of you commented, that was a really weird situation. I did email the teacher and she wrote back that glass bottles were not allowed on the buses and plus the kids had "plenty of Coke that day at the field trip" and she was going to have them make some signs for the teachers' lounge and sell them to the teachers and then give the money to Relay for Life. Weird--not the Relay for Life--but that, because there are many other classes whose teachers did send them home on the bus. Anyway about a week later she gave the kids their Cokes and if you were not riding the bus you got to take your bottle home and if you were then she opened them, let those kids drink it right then, and kept the bottles in the room. Not sure why that didn't happen the next day after the field trip. Anyway, my son put his in the refrigerator and he drank it with joy--said it tasted great, and the bottle is now on his dresser.

Hope your weekend was wonderful. Back to work for me tomorrow. I'm saving my vacation days for the summer!