Lumpy

This is a weird week for us. Evan is off school for Easter break, and that little interruption in service shakes us up all kinds of ways. The rest of the week is pretty normal, but we do have some odd appointments here and there, and that's adding to the feeling of weirdness. We're also supposed to be heading for Cleveland on Friday afternoon to join Mike's family for the holiday, and that can't come soon enough for Evan. We were in Erie this past weekend for early Easter festivities with my family, and Evan had a great time. He colored eggs, ate a lot, spent time with his grandparents and uncles, and even got a little baseball in. He had such a good time he didn't want to leave--he wanted to stay at my mom's all week, and then after we left her house he tried to convince us to drop him back off at my dad's. Once we were on our way down 79 and he realized his requests had been denied, he started asking to go to Cleveland. Thing is, he has yet to stop. My mom/the Easter Bunny got Ev this little racket and ball set which he is just loving. He started out by saying he wanted to play "tennis" with Papa in Cleveland. So we said sure, meaning when we were there this coming weekend. But that's not soon enough for dear Ev. And he's been asking to go to Cleveland ever since, roughly every five minutes or so. It's cute, you know, how much he loves all of his grandparents, but it's also driving me crazy.