EasteRichfield

Well, as is my habit, here comes a late post on Easter and all the other things we've been up to.

Here's my pretty Easter girl with her rabbit in a headlock. The night before Easter I could not get Addie to go to bed. Running out of patience, I told her the Easter bunny wouldn't come unless she went to bed. "Okay," she said, and then climbed onto the couch. "Okay then. I'll call him up right now and tell him not to come to our house this year." I picked up my phone, pretended to dial, and then had a conversation with Mr. Bunny. Then Addie reached for the phone and asked to talk to him. She may have been on to me. I told her he had just hung up. I didn't leave anything out for her to find in the morning, and she didn't care. I ended up coming home during church to put out her basket and leave some floury rabbit prints on the floor just because I cared if she got something or not. She was pretty excited.

Jason's family tradition is to roll hard boiled easter eggs down rocky hills, so we have decided to do that in our family, too. Not having his family around for Easter this year, we invited my family to come along. It was a lot of fun!

We had an Easter egg hunt in my parents' backyard, and my brothers hid the eggs for her. Throughout the entire hunt Addie kept saying things like, "Thanks for hiding these for me!" "Good job hiding these eggs!" She's a sweetie.

We went to Richfield a few weekends ago to do some fishing. Due to large amounts of rain and snowmelt, the river has flooded over into a lot of the fields... along with the fish that usually live in the river. We went out into the cow pasture armed with bows and an atlatl (an Australian spear) with hopes of getting a carp or two or twelve.

This photo shows how incredibly deep the flooding is. Eric is over 6 feet tall.

Colton and the atlatl. Unfortunately, is was too windy and too overcast for successful fishing, so we didn't get anything. Except wet and poopy (thanks to the cows).


We went for a ride on one of the back roads to see a few of Uncle Eric's fields/ lakes. Addie was excited to sit by the window and look for birds and fish.

Uncle Nate taking Addie for a ride around the farm. Addie's got some really great Uncles. Seven, to be exact.

She's also got some really great aunts. Here's Addie, the goat, and Aunt Meagann. This is the goat that Addie tried to ride last time. This time she's pregnant, so we're looking forward to seeing the baby goats next month.


We were out in the field when Addie decided she needed to go potty. Not being very close to a functioning potty (the power was also out in all of Richfield and Venice for most of the day, which also made the water stop running for people with wells), we told Addie to pee like a goat. We leaned her against a fence and she went, only getting a little on the bottom of one pant leg (see photo). She was very proud of herself and told everyone for the rest of the day that she "peed like a sheep!"

This is Addie's Great Grandma Utley. Addie really wanted to play with her and went so far as to find her shoes in her closet so she could go outside. She held grandma's hand and led her outside to sit in these chairs. Then the cat came and jumped on her lap. It was pretty cute, I thought. It was also funny to hear these two have a conversation since grandma doesn't hear too well anymore.

Also, we taught Addie how to play kick the can. She loves it and is so funny. If she sees you, then she'll yell, "Busted!" and kick the can over herself.

We took Addie to a Blaze game (indoor football). She did well for five minutes and then started saying, "It's burring. Let's go home. It's too burring!" It took us a few minutes to figure out that she was saying, "boring". Having a toddler is a lot like having a tiny foreign exchange student.