Three of the five of us at home woke up on the WRONG side of the bed on Easter morning. It was grumpy city around here I tell you!
Which, I must say, did a number on the two who weren’t already in bad moods.
Which, of course, is not an ideal way to start Easter Sunday.
And I think it’s safe to say the grumpiness was exacerbated by the fact that everyone had to high-step over the web of strings zig zagging all over the house that the Easter Bunny had left, over and over again trying to get ready and out the door to 9:00 church.
But, with that introduction I’m happy to say that the rest of the day turned up after that.
I mean, we were only a little bit late for church, and the meetings were so good filled up with Jesus. We came home to let the girls follow their individual strings that led to their Easter baskets (normally we would have done our little Easter lesson first, but we weren’t about to keep stepping over those pesky strings for any longer! Ha! Really, we are endeared to our strings-leading-to-Easter-baskets tradition, ok, maybe not Dave but he’s a good sport.)
The girls were sweetly delighted with their meager Easter baskets.
And we were happy to have Josh here too:
We had a special little devotional and watched those videos I put on the last post. Talked about how that resurrection we celebrate changes our lives.
Then we made eggs Benedict (which has become our Easter tradition over the years along with Christmas morning):
And then we tried something impromptu:
Dave and I put different amounts of money in four different color Easter eggs (four because we cajoled Josh to join in this one…one egg had $2, one $5, one $10, one $20). Then we hid them in pretty tough places.
We had the girls and josh each randomly pick one paper correlated with the color of the eggs. For example, Lucy got purple, Grace got pink, etc.)
Then they went searching for the eggs. They could only find their own color. If they found someone else’s they had to slyly leave it there and let them find it themselves. You get whatever happens to be in the egg the color you chose.
It was kind of silly but kind of fun. I have a feeling we’ll be reworking and perfecting that one for years to come.
Then we headed to have an early Easter dinner with the cousins:
Sure love these people!
It was so strange how the kids lined up to hunt for Easter eggs has changed over the years. This year it was comprised almost half of great-grandkids, and all boys!
Time is flying so fast!
The little boys may have run the egg hunt, but there are a lot of girls who hid those eggs:
Ok, well, Lucy plunked herself in both categories: a “hider” as well as a “finder” which worked out well for her:)
Love this family of mine as well as all those who couldn’t be there:
Love this little family of mine too, as well as those two married couples we adore celebrating one in Utah and one in NYC.
I’m so glad that like this Easter Sunday, we can go from grumpy and dark to glory and light all because of Him.
His is risen.
As my dad says, the three best words ever spoken.