Easter and Cake

Easter was one long, pleasant sugar high for Clara and Margaret. From the tiny chocolate eggs in their Easter baskets, to the giant bags of M&M's in the plastic eggs at the church egg hunt, to the cake at dinner, my girls were spinning all day. The Easter Bunny brought Clara a set of hand tools, just like Daddy's, only plastic. She immediately grabbed a wrench and said, "Tita! when you flush my Big Girl Undies again, I can use this to fix the potty!" and then she set up her Work Zone sign and went to work. Margaret was delighted to see a book about Lisa and Gaspard, two dogs who are friends, along with a new piggy bank.
At church, the sugar had them wiggling and twisting. Our usual place was taken by some CEO's (Christmas and Easter only, as my brother Mark calls the infrequent attendees) so we were thrown into a new pew. This new arrangement didn't sit well with either Clara or Margaret. About 3/4 of the way through the service, M had poopie and Clara had to tinkle, so away we went for about 20 minutes. On our way to the bathroom, we passed a table full of doughnuts, so each girl just had to have one, since they have never had one before, Clara explained. More sugar. But we survived the service and headed to the playground for an egg hunt.
Other kids pushed past my girls when the gate to the playground opened. Margaret headed straight for the swings, while Clara staked out her territory in a play house. A really nice guy we see at the church suppers directed each of them to the random egg, so they came home with candy from four or five eggs. I promptly whisked it away when we got home, but those doughnuts kept them going for hours.
At home, Gene headed to a client's house to finish a construction project and the girls and I settled down to an afternoon of cooking. A shame, really, because all Margaret wanted to do was to go outside and we all had to be inside so Mama could cook. All the food went swimmingly, including a standing rib roast (though Gene called it a reclining rib roast). All except an angel food cake. Clara was helping me add sugar to the egg whites and suddenly dumped about half a cup into the mix. I saw the egg whites fall before my eyes. But we enjoyed the angel food crepe anyway.
It has been raining so much I decided to buy them rain boots. I figure it's a good way to save their shoes, put on the rubber rain boots and turn them loose. The moment we returned from Target, out they went and into a giant puddle up the street. They were splashing and laughing like crazy, and so was I.
"Maybe it will rain tomorrow, Mama," Clara said. "I hope so."