Happy Easter from Our Little Bunny

Well, Spring’s arrival appeared on the calendar far sooner than she has shown her head in New England. Thankfully, the snow has disappeared, but the rain and the wind has left us wanting for some nicer weather, to be sure. For a week or so I was just hoping that our ramshackle sump pump set-up didn’t completely fail and leave us with an indoor pool.

My Hair Feels Good Sleeping with Bunny

Got My Toes!

Ali at Work with Decorating Eggs My egg cracked.  Mehhh :(

What is rushing upon us is the succession of holidays. Only a week apart, St. Patrick’s Day and Easter have created quite a buzz, with all kinds of wardrobe considerations for our young Miss Hadley, as you can see. Considering how much she is growing and how fast, it is a good thing we have so many options, otherwise every photo would have a bit more of a sausage feel. Since she has yet to get a handle on the crawling, she has gotten round in all the right places, our little doughy one.

Fred and Ali's Easter Eggs Keri Dipping Eggs

What? I Didn't Hear That Me and My Cotton Tail are Outta Here

She is, as you can see, one heck of a hambone. Ali has definitely trained her well. It’s already challenging to get a shot of her without her looking right into the lens with a big grin. She intuitively poses already, as well. However, Ali has begun lamenting that Hadley has recently begun to take on a distinctly Haas male trait of blinking during photos, although I have not been able to confirm this of late.

Neener, Neener, Neener!

What's That? Mommy's Bunny

I must admit that I was a bit of a curmudgeon, imagine that, when my lovely wife walked in the door with little bunny ears, inquiring why we needed them. To which she responded, “You wait and see.” Well, she couldn’t have been more right. I think it was the best $1.00 she has spent in recent weeks. I am not sure that some of these pics would score the same cuteness factor without those fake ears, but I’ll let you be the judge.

I'm Comin' For You!

A Visitor from Far Aflight

So my friend Ken made his first pilgrimage to Boston recently, only problem was that it was a day when snow was blanketing the Northeast. So the controllers, in their infinite wisdom, were inquiring if his direct-from-the-west-coast plane could keep circling some outer beacon high above Logan for an extra forty-five minutes while a runway was cleared. Being a direct flight, the response was a negative and they were re-routed to Syracuse for a flash fueling before finally arriving in Boston some six hours after their scheduled arrival. Nevertheless, it was a great, albeit brief, stay.

Me, Ken, and Hadley

His main objective was to meet the lovely Miss Hadley and this was quickly accomplished the morning after his arrival. He was instantly taken with her. While she is our daughter and all, it is nice when there is independent corroboration of what Ali and I perceive, “That she is the greatest baby, ever!” Ken confirmed this as fact.

Hadley and Ken

He couldn’t get over how good and pleasant she is. He dubbed her the wunderkind, ne’er a more perfect title for our littlest one. She seemed to quite fond of him as well, let the evidence show.

From the Family Sickbed

Illness reigns in Haas House yet again. The colds we endured on our return to our familial homes reared their ugly heads again, only this time they packed a vengeance.

Good Morning!
Good Morning!
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Of course, I was the initiator, again. Having never completely recovered when I reported back to work, it took less than a week for me to begin coughing anew. Before you knew it, I was in full on phlegm and dragging myself to work, just trying to make it to exam week. Next to fall was Hadley, right in line as before, also having never completely rebounded. Our poor little girl has probably had only about two or three days of crackle-free breathing in the last month. Then the stalwart, Ali, finally fell for a second time, and how mightily she has fallen this time. My wife has descended into full-on misery this time ‘round.

View From Our Front Door
View From Our Front Door
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Our weekend consisted of self-imposed quarantine that kept us leaving the house only when absolutely necessary. Kindly, Keri showed up on Saturday night for some football, birthday celebrations, and nursemaiding. We preemptively celebrated my day of origin with nachos and a Patriot win. No imported beef sandwiches this year, but I suspect that tradition will return. While it didn’t bother me so much, Ali seemed to feel a bit guilty about not having them this year. They would likely have been wasted this year anyway, considering that neither of us would have been able to taste the delicious treats.

Digging Out
Digging Out
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What did work out to be a marvelous end to our sick weekend was that today was a SNOW DAY! Normally, a snow day is more of an inconvenience than anything, but it couldn’t have been more welcome at the end of a string of days that none of us felt well. Since Ali was feeling so lousy, she too stayed home, and all three of us had a fortunate extra day of rest!