Cleveland Rocks.

Easter weekend, we jetted (well, more accurately Metro North-ed to our car in Connecticut and drove) to that most obvious of Spring Break destinations - Cleveland, OH.

Why Cleveland? You ask... What's in Ohio? You ask... What was the prize at the end of the route that kept you driving at 3:30 in the a.m.? You ask...

These adorable kiddos (although, I feel like I should call them "young ladies" or something - I can't believe how grown up these two are!).
And this one.
And this one.
Yes, that's right. I had to steal the latter two photos from their blog because we took five *count 'em* five pictures all weekend. And they were all of mostly the same thing. And this door.
We enjoyed the nicest weekend with Noah's brother, his adorable can't-believe-she-fits-in-those-jeans-after-kids wife, and their sweet girls.

The highlights included hijacking Caysie's date with the salon and finally getting my hair done (no, your eyes doth not deceive; a full month after the failed attempt at free blondeness, I finally got around to it), jumping rope with the girls, Caysie's cooking and eating like ki-ings, a Saturday morning run in the suburbs (no stopping for traffic!), the Easter party miss Ave hosted in her room, the primary Easter program on Sunday and a visit to see the temple and church history sites in Kirtland.