|Pictures like these make me weep.|
I was going for ambience, people, in a minimalist sort of way.
Reality, however, intervened. Wait, did I say intervened? I meant to say, reality jumped behind the wheel of a Mack truck and drove it straight through any foolish fantasies of wholesome family togetherness that I might have had the temerity to entertain.
Susie spent most of lunch screaming in her room because she WANTED EGG SALAD (we hadn't dyed the eggs yet, so I wasn't letting anyone touch them). David spent the first half of our holiday meal guarding her door. Larry, after finishing his own meal, replaced David at his post so that he could have some lunch, but not before having to jump up from the table to respond to an emergency involving an exploding can of Coca Cola. It was messy. Very messy.
All in all, today felt like any other day around our kitchen table, only louder. And with better bread...
[Easter table image: SheKnows]