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Today unfolded like a delightful surprise, marking our check-in day during Jupiter and Tsunami's week with their mom. This unique day means they swing by after school for dinner, a tradition we cherish deeply. Typically, our adventure leads us to explore new vegan havens, but today, with Easter's gentle reminder on the horizon, we veered off our usual path. Embracing the festive spirit, we kicked off the week with a cozy breakfast and Easter treats, a simple yet profound joy with the boys. Although an eagerly anticipated egg hunt with their cousins was momentarily thwarted by rain, fate kindly rescheduled it for today. Serendipitously, it coincided with their twin cousins' birthday eve, weaving an extra thread of celebration into our gathering. After months apart, reuniting with the cousins and their parents felt like a gift. Despite the transitions in my personal life, my commitment to nurturing these familial ties remains unwavering. Last night's reunion, filled with

This afternoon Chris and I were spending some time in the backyard with Tsunami. He seemed to be in an independent mood and was wandering about the yard in full discovery mode. I personally love watching him when he is doing this. A few days ago we put plastic eggs all over the yard and let Tsunami and Jupiter hunt for them. It was all part of some sort of Spring holiday tradition wherein folk celebrate everything from simple sugar overdose to sex and fertility to even walking dead deities. Tsunami really enjoyed this egg hunting part of the holiday because, to him, the eggs look a lot like balls. At this stage in his life, he is very obsessed with balls. With the 'ball' hunt in mind, he was out to find some again today. His ability to find balls in just about anything is pretty amazing to me. Today he was not off the mark by any means. He found some plants in the yard that were growing purple balls at the flower and started picking the balls off of them. As I watched h