On Easter we decided to go to the 8:00 service to make room at the 9:30, but that meant we would be in a bit of a rush to get out the door and would have to save Easter baskets until after church. Everything was out on the table but I put a towel over both baskets to keep them hidden until we returned.
On the way to church we had this little conversation:
Stacey III: Hey Mom, maybe the Easter bunny left us some new bullets. (nurf gun bullets)
Me: What would make you say that?
Stacey III: Well...our old bullets are lost and some of them are broken.
Me: (suspicious) Well, maybe. We'll have to wait until we get home to find out.
Pause
Stacey III: And maybe the Easter bunny left us a little dump truck.
Me: (Very suspicious now) Um, did you peek at your Easter basket???
Stacey III: Yes :)
Little stinker!
We told Wyatt to stand up and put his hands on Big and Nannie. He took our instructions very seriously and I love his Olan Mills style. ;)
Egg Hunt - Stacey had just found the very sneakily hidden (as promised by Daddy) bunny egg he'd been searching for.
Lots of loot.
What a wonderful holiday weekend!
We enjoyed numerous egg hunts, parties and great time with all our family this month, but more than anything, as always (but especially on Easter) I am overwhelmed by my Savior's sacrifice and the ultimate gift given for me...for ME! Death couldn't handle him and the grave couldn't hold him - THAT'S MY KING!! The tomb is empty and He is risen, He is risen indeed.
Oh Lord, that I would be as aware of your gift every day throughout the year as I am during this precious Easter season.
1 comment:
Gah! I love your boys, but when they are in pink shirts holding hands---stop it! stinkin adorable.
I am cracking up at Stacey's "intuitive" Easter basket comments. hilarious
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