Sunday, March 30, 2008

Easter in Whoville

After what seemed like an eternal week of too cool, windy weather, we are back from our vacation. It was too cold to really enjoy the beach for more than one day, but we did get to eat out a lot and see the movie Horton Hears a Who.

The movie was revamped a bit from the original (could we expect anything else nowadays?), and the mean, creepy vulture who tried to annhilate the speck of Whoville was downright scary. But the most interesting thing by far was Merrilee's compassion for that little speck. Toward the end, when Horton was trapped in the cage and the clover with the speck was snatched from his grasp, she forcefully smashed her face into my chest and cried with the most heart-wrenching sobs ever. I kept whispering to her that the movie would have a happy ending, but that in no way consoled her. She was devastated that the entire Who-world was meeting it's demise. Poor girl. I reminded her that Jesus was also arrested and treated badly because people didn't want to believe what He said, and even though bad things happened to Jesus, the end of the story is ultimately happy. When I finally convinced her to turn back to the movie and see how it ended, she was able to rejoice in the fact that the littlest Who's voice was finally enough to reach the ears of the other animals, and save the speck from the pot of boiling oil. I was amazed and touched that our daughter has such a compassion for others, regardless of the fact that the Whos are ficticious. I hope she always cares for others that way.

Aside from the movie, we ate at our favorite seafood restaurant The Sanitary and the kids decided they didn't like hushpuppies that much. That was after they ate about ten apiece. We also let the kids enjoy the annual ritual of pouring some bubble bath into the tub and turning on the jacuzzi. Nothing like a tub of bubbles two feet deep.

We celebrated Easter while we were there, too. The kids got their Easter baskets and spent the day getting all sugared up with their jelly beans and chocolate bunnies. The resort had an Easter egg hunt in the afternoon, so both kids got an extra dose of chocolate from that. Merrilee didn't want to eat her bunny because it was too cute. She told me (and this is a direct quote) "If I'm gonna eat it, it's gotta be real ugly." She couldn't figure out why I burst out laughing, but it's just not something you hear someone say every day. Unless it's on that Jeff Foxworthy show....

Here are a few photos of the fun.



















Joining the crowd?

Am I finally coming up to speed with the rest of the world, or just conforming? In any case, I've been thinking about starting the blog for awhile now, and found the Yahoo group to be too big a pain in the rear. For those of you who always lost your password, or forgot how to log onto Yahoo, now you don't have to. As for me, this will be easier, but a lot less private. I still haven't decided if I like that or not.

As I learn how to use this blog, please bear with me if I don't get things right. (This is actually my third try at this first posting.)


Petrie