Eli loved getting ready for Easter- dyeing eggs, picking out his basket, and learning the story behind why we celebrate this particular holiday. When I proudly told him to tell Daddy the story I taught him, I learned that something was lost in translation: Eli's version involved Jesus and his disciples hiding in the bushes from the leopards. Wha?
Easter morning was fun for everyone, with candy to spare, until....
...until the Evil Mother tried to squeeze her wailing younglings into adorable matching Easter outfits and somehow get them to smile at the same time. I didn't even make them wear the ties and it still didn't really work.
The kids were in a wild frenzy while they waited for their somewhat disorganized Easter Bunny to hop on back down the street after leaving eggs in our yard. Luckily for everyone involved, Eli has calmed down since last year and there was less carnage during the hunt. We made it through the whole thing without any tears.
The Easter Bunny brought Eli a Batman kite in his basket and it was a pretty popular entertainment item. Zach did a marvelous job flying it, considering it was his first time. I believe it only nose-dived twice.
I appreciated the #Hallelujah video that our church put out this year, and was grateful for the reminder as I spent the day with my forever family. He lives!