That was brilliant.

Easter.

Since the boys were already egg-hunt out and they visited with Ryan's parents on Saturday, I planned to spend the day with my parents on Sunday.

Mom calls me first thing in the morning to see when I was coming over. Then mentions that I could help her figure out where to plant flowers and I could help dad stain his wine racks. The main word here: HELP.

We get there and Dad's in the process of bottling homemade wine. His patience was wearing so I jumped in to help out. We ended up bottling 30 bottles of two different kinds of wine. Then it was time to help mom with her flowers. Every place and arrangement I suggested didn't work for her. She put things where she wanted them and I did all the planting. She didn't touch a single plant. Then on to helping dad stain his wine racks... which turned out to him helping me carry the racks outside and then me and Cole staining them.

So in all, I bottled wine, planted flowers and stained the wine racks all while my parents watched. It was that moment... as I was driving home... that I realized they were brilliant. They managed to keep me there the entire day while I did their chores for them, without me clearly realizing it until later.

Brilliant.