Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

6.02.2013

Easter 2013



Easter Day could not have been a more beautiful day. Since we live in an area where Spring does not exist, rather winter one day and summer the next all the way to June, it was a nice surprise that we woke up to sunshine.

Dad had the day off and joined us at church. You and your brother wore matching button up shirts and black dress pants. Yes, I am that mom that makes her children match, and yes you will probably do the same to your children. its a right of passage kind of thing,  you can blame your Nana, after all she made me wear matching outfits til I was 12 and in Young women's. Dad got a good taste of what our typical sacrament meeting is like. These days there is climbing, crying, snacking, coloring, and not a lot of listening. But hey, we made it there right?!

After church we headed to Grandma Roberts. Believe it or not, the Easter Bunny read our minds and left goodies at the front door for you! You were pretty excited for a basket of goodies.

We were really lucky to be joined by your aunt Steffy, Aunt Mana, Uncle David, Cousin Seth, Roomate of cousin Jet, and of course Grandma Roberts. They all watched while you and your brother scavenged the front yard for eggs. Since your brother isn't quite as experienced when it comes to egg hunting like you, he grabbed his three eggs, and you took care of the rest like a responsible brother should.

We spent the remainder of the afternoon making a feast in which you found delicious. Who knew you were a ham lover?

Later, we watched a movie that you got in your basket, while simultaneously destroying grandma's upstairs with fake green grass.

We all stayed up far too late, ate way too much candy, and thoroughly enjoyed the good company. It was a perfect Easter.

4.17.2012

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Truthfully, we expected more out of you! Last year you nearly tripled the number of eggs you found, and you were up against all the kids in St. George under 4 years of age. This year, you were up against mom and dad. After convincing you to pick up 9 whole eggs, we gave up. It was clear you preferred eating your jelly beans, rolling around in the dirt, and chasing your new soccer ball. You are an independent, active little man.

Momma and Daddy enjoyed every second watching you, regardless of your egg hunting shortcomings!