Happy belated Easter!

Hello, everyone! How was your Easter? Tons of chocolat? Fun with family and friends? Or simply relaxing and enjoying the holiday? Here everything was ok. To start with, on Friday night, after brushing his teeth, Lucas' loosen tooth fell! This one took THREE MONTHS to fall! I was all worried, since his other milk teeth fell after two weeks, and I've even booked an appointment with the dentist to see what was wrong (on the phone, he said it's rare but could happen), but thankfully it fell and the Tooth Fairy came and left a coin for him. He looks soooo funny now!

Then, on Saturday Lucas made his little Easter basket, filling it with paper and decorated with little bunnies I draw every year and one by himself. He still believes in the Easter Bunny, so I follow every step of this ritual! After he's asleep, I put his chocolat eggs on the basket, make bunny paws out of flour on the ground and even spread some M&M on the floor as if he dropped some on the way to the basket. On Sunday morning, at 6 o'clock, Lucas was already up! He just couldn't wait... As always, he became happy and amazed because he didn't hear a sound when the bunny came! LOL We make suprise faces when we "find" our own eggs on the bed, and so he starts the day eating chocolat and feeling very lucky, because even being so far from Rio, Easter found him...

To celebrate his fallen tooth, we had a picnic as breakfast on Saturday morning. We simply prepared sandwiches and juices and took everything to the tolp of a hill next to our house-to-be, where the view is great. We sat there enjoying the early morning, watching the birds come and go, curious about us invading their realm. Ringo followed us and was sweetly pampered, and even a woodpecker could be seen! It was a very good morning, as Lucas pointed out so well...

But Lucas also gave us a little fright on Saturday afternoon: while preparing a new fishing stick with dad, he took the hook without us noticing, and it went deep into his finger. I guess his scream could be heard in Rio, so high it was. I became white, because he was really frantic and didn't want to show us his finger and I thought it was still there. So i took him in my arms and we took him to the bedroom where he laid down on the bed, and after some time, he finally showed me the damage done. I could only see blood all over his little finger, so there we went to the restroom to wash it and see how bad it was. Fortunately there was only a little hole, but I could see the track the hook left inside his flesh, no wonder he screamed so loud! It must have hurt a lot! But Lucas felt relieved when noticed the cut wasn't big - this was his fear, to see a big fleshy, bloody cut along his finger. Since it was like that, he let me clean and properly take care of it. Oh well, it was enough to literally shake my morning for some time... And I'm sure he'll never hold a fishing hook again so soon!

To close the post, of course I had to talk about da house - or do you think you would escape this time? LOL Tiles being put in place! They really change a lot on the look of the place...

I wish you all a wonderful week, stay in peace!