Easter is made for kids. Most holidays are, I suppose, but the combination of eggs and candy, bunnies and pastels, poofy dresses and bow ties are particularly made for the single-digit set. Add in the springiest of spring weather to celebrate our re-emergence from the chill of winter, and these three lapped up the fun of a full Easter weekend.
Except for maybe the taking pictures part.
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| (Attempt 1: not bad.) |
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| (Attempt 2: cue weird faces.) |
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| (Attempt 3: not everyone is exactly vertical.) |
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| (Attempt 4: weird faces, part 2.) |
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(Attempt 5: so close)
(Attempts 6-348 not shown.) |
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| (Attempt 349: Nolan: A+. Caden and Brooklyn: need improvement.) |
Our church offered services on Friday night, so we took full advantage of attending at a less busy time to help free up our weekend (so many praise hands). And it's so nice to not deal with the rush of Easter baskets/quick breakfast/fancy clothes/church on Sunday morning. Which also meant that we could attend a birthday party on Saturday.
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| (Where Nolan flirted with all the lady babies.) |
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| ("So, does your mom bring you here often?") |
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| (No seriously, so many lady babies. All the lady babies. Nolan, you get your pick.) |
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| (I mean, we might as well cram all the juice boxes and cake into a weekend already filled with candy, right? Let's just get it all out of the way until the next major holiday/birthday party/desperate attempt at bribery.) |
Looking out the window now at the rain, cold, and wind that have taken over, it's a little hard to believe that Easter was only two days ago. I've since packed away much (though by no means all) of the Easter paraphernalia. I swear, Easter is second only to Christmas in the amount of stuff we store. I think it's all those darn eggs.
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| ("You guys, I swear there were only empty eggs in here last night!") |
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| (Discovering that the big kids got all of the good candy.) |
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| ("Whut? I'm totally not trying to eat a gummy bear right now.") |
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| (They'll all work together to clean up a spill of bunny crackers.) |
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| (And a little bit later, when they somehow got their little hands on an Easter basket: "We havin a picnic!") |
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| (Dying Easter eggs. Except they were way more interested in the stickers that came in the package.) |
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| (So I dyed some Easter eggs.) |
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| (Rocking the bow tie in the Cozy Coupe.) |
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| (Most of my Easter egg hunt photo attempts of Caden turned out like this.) |
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| (Until he paused because he found an egg filled with some cash money.) |
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| (Not quite sure what's going on, but picking things up and putting them in bags is pretty fun.) |
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| (The aftermath.) |
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| (Don't everyone's Easter celebrations involve watching some hockey?) |
After a month of
birthdays, quickly followed by a week of the stomach flu, then followed by two weeks of Tyson out-of-town, which led up right into a few days of travel for us, and now Easter under out belts, it feels like the first time things are really getting back to normal in quite awhile. Whatever that means anymore. We're ready to settle into a new normal. One that involves a lot more sunshine, flowers, and all things spring.
