Will, the boys, Baby S. and I spent Easter weekend in Escanaba. Though not the best time of year to enjoy the majestic Upper Peninsula, we lucked out with decent weather and even a little blue sky. Honestly, the real draw is Easter Saturday dinner, celebrated Polish-style with the Gorenchan family. Before we could enjoy those delicacies, however, in true Breclaw fashion, we had to haul some wood. In preparation for the annual Mother's Day load (delayed a tad this year by possible supplier issues and B&B's Italy excursion), each piece was moved from the side of the house, down the ramp and into the backyard.
Will was full-wheelbarrow man. Grandpa Bob and I stacked (no pregnancy out here!).
First-cousin-once-removed Gage was PT stacker and empty wheelbarrow man, Grandma Betty took photos and Owen supervised. (Kip was quiet and napped in the house. Smart man.)
We got a little rest, then family and neighbors convened at six for the Easter dinner kick-off and official Betty-led apostle hunt. No silly egg hunts around here! Twelve little bearded, cloaked, hand-markered clothespin men find their way into tricky spots around the backyard. Before the event begins, one is designated the "special" apostle. Finder of that snappy dude gets $20.
Guess who the lucky finder was?Yep.
Me.
We all enjoyed the feast. Ham, veal, lamb, homemade cheese, hard-boiled eggs, rolls, brie, potatoes, beets and horseradish, deviled spinach and of course, Sayklly's for dessert.Marge continues to enlarge.
