Remember how I was complaining about what a terrible artist I am? Well guess what? I made art! Thanks to Veronica and the crew for walking me through it with plenty of positive reinforcement (nobody asked you Klara), I feel quite accomplished for having created what will be a beloved Easter decoration for years to come.

Right? RIGHT?

Now both Thaddeus and Poppy want their own personal art and sip lesson from Veronica. Thaddeus suggested a boys and moms only, which within the group I suppose we could cobble up enough boys. Poppy just wants to do it.

And to be fair, almost all of these materials are hers. She got a lovely gift from her BFF of canvases, paints, brushes, and cool stuff, and I pretty much just stole them.

The advantages of being an adult, am I right?

Tomorrow is Easter. So much for buying new Easter outfits and taking Easter pictures. Welcome to COVID-19, baby! We’ll be tuning into our church’s Zoom service. Sweet Dottie, the church woman assigned to checking in with us and making sure we’re still alive, expressed regret that she didn’t send us a hymnal before we left so we could participate in tomorrow’s service.

I mean, I kinda think I can find that online? And we’ve been singing “Christ Our Lord Is Risen Today” for years and years.

But I’m going to have to set an alarm because if we don’t show up on the Zoom tomorrow, I guarantee we’re going to get an instant check-in call from Dottie.