Easter came early this year, but we were ready. The eggs were colored the day before...
...after which we decided to make something special for Mr. Easter Bunny.
Apparently they were a success.
After the kids searched high and low for goodie-filled baskets, hunted for hidden eggs and dressed in new Easter attire, I was informed that Wyatt was to give a talk in church that very day. After a small melt down on my part, we scarfed down breakfast, "prepared" a talk and made it to 9 a.m. sacrament meeting only 10 minutes late. A success in my book.
Thankfully, Spring made a return and we had a beautiful day together.
Filled with not one, not two, but three different egg hunts...
Not to mention, three very different egg-hunting techniques.
Wyatt, the strategist.
Cole, just havin' a good time.
And Macie, the wild thing.
We spent most of the day with family, relaxing...
...blowing bubbles, and eating lots and lots of candy.
Macie had a great time "catching butterflies" while driving to and from grandma's house.
And Cole spent a good chunk of his day discovering the diverse fashionable attributes of the traffic cone.
All in all, it was a great day. We had a nice FHE resurrection lesson prior to Easter and hopefully the kids understood what we were really celebrating. Wyatt's talk, though last minute, added to the sweet spirit of the day. I am grateful for our Savior and my knowledge of the gospel.
I am beyond grateful for John and our
three make that four, darlings...