Why the distress you say, well he is going through this clean hands phase right now, and it takes about 10 wipes per meal so you can visualize what happened when I took his hand to pet the animals. He looked at his hand with major disgust then looked at me like "How could you do this to me". So I lose Mother of the Year award but what I am thinking is "If this clean thing could carry over to the tornado of toys in the house at all times we would be set."
Easter Sunday, we got up and Grayson did a Easter Egg Hunt around the house, and he quickly got the concept and loved putting in eggs in and out. Please admire the basket since it is Pottery Barn, and it is the only item I have ever bid and won on ebay. The only snafu was the decision to rush around to get to the 8:30 church service, and at 8:30 we were pulling out of the driveway with a screaming little man in the back seat so we pulled right back in and decided to go to the 9:45 service. We then preceded to put Baby Einstein on for 1/2 hour in order to restore the sanity.
The next trip out to church went smoothly, it was a great service and Grayson had fun playing with the different toys at the nursery.
All in All, we had a great weekend and very blessed that we could be together. Super thanks so Grandma Cheryl.