Grandma Ginny came over on Friday to make Easter cookies with us. Phin was a great decorator, even if he was a little sprinkle happy. He was also very insistent that we call them "Easter cookies," not just "cookies."
Friday evening we went to our church's Good Friday service in a beautiful, old chapel in Pittsburgh. The boys were very good, and it was a wonderful service. Phin loved all the "statues" (pillars and columns) and "tunnels" (cut-outs and windows) in the old chapel. The stained glass didn't seem to get his attention. He really is an extremely observant kid-- nothing gets by him, much to my chagrin sometimes.