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April 14, 2002

Two weeks ago, Al and I took Alexandria on an Easter Egg hunt. It was a big deal, sponsored by the city. We wandered around for a few minutes, and there was already a huge crowd of people, and their kids. We got a free picture taken with the Easter Bunny. She didn’t have to sit on his lap, so she was okay with it. Al was appalled at the entire event. He kept saying, “This is what Easter is about?” Al tends to be outspoken, as well as dramatic, so I tried to keep his disgust under wraps.


We all had to line up at the appropriate age spot, ours was 3 and under. Anyway, as we were waiting, parents were pushing their kids up to the front, and telling them, “Okay, when it’s time, you run out there, and grab as many eggs as you can! Just like we practiced at home!” I couldn’t believe how greedy and stupid these people were. Not all of them were like that, but a few were. One of the women in line behind us was saying about, “Yeah, when they blow the whistle, there’s going to mad dash, everyone will be running over everyone else, and screaming, and trampling people…” I turned around and said, “Yeah, and that’s only the parents!” And that pretty much summed it up.


The man in charge stated that the parents weren’t allowed to go with the kids to help pick up eggs, but that didn’t stop anyone. I just told Alexandria if she saw an egg, to pick it up. She got about 7 eggs. And someone who had enough eggs already gave four of them to her. By the time about 2 minutes elapsed into the hunt, the eggs ahead of us were all gone, because the parents were just scooping them up. There were babies that had more eggs than Alexandria. I really was disgusted, and I am pretty sure we won’t be doing this again. I hid empty eggs for her around the house, and that was fun trying to find them. It was an all-day thing.


I also tried to tell her about Jesus, but that’s hard, especially when you don’t go to church. So, for the past two weeks, we’ve been looking at various churches. I’m Lutheran, and have been all my life (but I haven’t been attending since I was 8, except for a bit before I delivered Alexandria, had her baptized, and attended regularly). Trying to find a Lutheran church (Missouri Synod) has been interesting. We went to a good one in Cape Girardeau, which Al complained incessantly about. He didn’t know how good he had it! The first one we visited here was really large. Talk about lost in the shuffle! And I couldn’t follow their service at all. We then went to a different church this Sunday. It was tiny! They didn’t have communion at all, as far as I know. They didn’t have pews. There were maybe 20 people at the 8:30 service. It made me depressed. We liked it better than the other church, but…I don’t know. I think we’ll still be looking for another church. There has to be a happy medium. I do want to go to church that hold Sunday School classes for Alexandria, when she gets old enough.


Oh, I have another funny Alexandria thing! She was hanging around me while I was getting ready for church last week, and she took a pair of underwear out of my drawer, and put them on. I thought it was funny (but not later!). I checked her before we left the house (so I thought!) for them, and I didn’t see them on her. She had on a jumper. As we were sitting in the pew, all of the sudden, I saw them all the way up to her waist, but very visible! I whispered to Al, and he started cracking up. The service hadn’t started yet. I managed to get them off of her, and I gave them to Al, who put them in my coat pocket. The potential humiliation doesn’t end there! I was getting ready to go to school the following day, and at the last second before walking out the door, I found them lurking in my pocket. I was doubly embarrassed just remembering what could have happened! I finally wore the damn things Tuesday, and now they’re waiting in the laundry basket, looking for another opportunity to shame me. They are bad news!


Alexandria is such a tricky little booger! I let her watch a video (Book of Pooh) and she was tired of it, and I caught her trying to go in there with a Barney one. I told her nope. So, she left, and came back carrying a towel, with the video hidden underneath it. Sneaky! I was too busy laughing to deny her the video. She is too cute.


Also, Alexandria is going to be a big sister! I am pregnant! (I keep a precon diary, feel free to read it!). I talked to her a little about me being pregnant, and she is so cute. She lifts up my shirt, and says, “Hi siblings!” and kisses my stomach. I love it! She is going to be such a fantastic older sister. She may not like having to share us, but I will try to make sure she feels just as loved before as after. I’m due the 22nd. I love those December babies, what can I say?


Candace and Alexandria and “Siblings” (as Alexandria says!)