Easter

Easter..at least the day before Easter... was down right beautiful this year. It was a busy day...a new tree planted, horse riding lessons, Primary Activity, Ward Easter Egg hunt, coloring eggs with the neighbors, a Hufford Family hunt, and of course the obligatory melt down at the end of the day...effectively wiping out all the fun, peaceful happy feelings and replacing them with crying children in their beds and fuming parents muttering under their breath, "Why do I even try?" (Little ingrates!)

I distinctly remember those exact words coming out of my mother on many occasion over the course of my childhood and I have to say that Karma is having the last laugh.

Now that it is a full week later, I feel that already we can look back and be selective about what we choose to remember. Therefore....I give you.....

EASTER

At the ward hunt.

Coloring eggs at the Squire's house. I had no intention of boiling several dozen eggs this year. We don't like hard boiled eggs much at our house and I kind of forgot about this tradition. Luckily Jennifer saved the day and invited ours over to dip and crack with hers. The tradition of going to church with blue hands lives on.
Our benefactress.
An impromptu game of kick ball.


The Hufford Hunt. A good time was had by all. We put coins, chocolate and little coupons in the eggs and surprisingly the coupons were the coveted item...especially those that granted the owner an extra 10 minutes to stay up late. Mathew and Ethan each found one of those and cashed it in by staying up to watch the Nightly News with mom. Fancy fancy.

Other coupons to be had:

An extra 5 minutes to play in the tub
Choose your favorite cereal
Pick your favorite meal
Pick the movie for movie night.
You are the leader on our next bike ride
You get a scratchback
An extra book at storytime


And they're off!
Mathew is hipless and therefore instinctively holds on to his pants whenever he runs.


Laney got a bit of a headstart....so as not to be mowed over.

I spy a purple egg.
Yes, I am a queen of camoflauge.




And the piece de resistance'.....a bit of bedhead. Who was taking a Saturday nap?


The upside of going to bed on a bad note, is that we woke up with a healthy dose of guilt and a renewed determination to be patient parents. The actual Easter went quite smoothly and we enjoyed peace, harmony and Pork Barbacoa.