Stick a Fork in Easter

It was a Big Weekend.

The cousins were here, visiting from Denver. Aside from the fact that I spent a little too much time studying my (adorable) almost four year old nephew and comparing his cognitive abilities to Sophie’s, it was a truly lovely time — beautiful weather, grand company, and my baked French toast turned out just right. I also taught myself to make cascarones (the eggshells dyed then filled with confetti and closed up with tissue paper, then glittered, and yes they are time consuming!) and we topped the whole thing off last night with Thai food.

The perfect Easter, as far as this Jew is concerned.

And now, with the spring holidays over, it’s on to birthday season.