Easter Weekend

Easter is the 2nd most exhausting weekend next to Christmas because the sheer amount of things that get packed into such a short amount of time. Saturday we started off with a 10 am church egg hunt. The weather was beautiful so we stayed and enjoyed story time, bounce houses and bunny holding. Next we were off to sports where each boy scored touchdowns and had a great time. Case is so fast the coach told him he couldn't run the ball anymore. Case was the coach for his team and he did a wonderful job making plays and giving each boy on his team time with the ball. Last play of the game, the score was 48 to 49. Case and Cole's team had one play to make a 2 point conversion to try and win the game. Coach gave Case the okay to run the ball and he scored his points for the win. Hooray! We came home, had lunch, went to the store, dyed Easter eggs, went out to dinner and I took the boys to a play about the life and death of Jesus, Risen.

Dyed Easter eggs turn into priceless works of art to my children and every year when the sacrificial eggs are eaten trauma is felt by their makers. Well, this year Cole didn't want to be a part of this form of Sophie's choice (which egg can mama eat?). So without my knowledge, he hid his eggs in his room.  2 days later when the choosing was about to begin (I was going to make deviled eggs) I'm searching the refrigerator, going crazy, trying to figure out where I misplaced 18 eggs? Cole finally fessed up and said they were hidden under his bed. He brought the container back to the kitchen and pleaded for his eggs life, PLEASE DON'T EAT THEM! Don't worry, Cole. Mission accomplished. These eggs will certainly not be eaten. Now I can't throw them away until no one is looking so I hope they don't stink up the refrigerator until trash day arrives.

Easter morning, the boys were up by 5:15 and ready to hunt eggs. We even caught a snapshot of the Easter bunny in the living room! It took the boys 20 minutes to dig through Easter baskets, hunt for eggs, sort candy and eat a chocolate breakfast. Next up was baths, get dressed, cry over church clothes (this is tradition), go to church, lunch at the house with friends, Easter movie snuggled in bed, outdoor Easter egg hunt and trampoline fun with the neighbors until dark. Whew! Exhausted!

Easter will always hold a special place in my heart because this is the day my boys were baptized. Last year, Cody and Case took the plunge. This year, Cole wanted his turn. He went up to the front of the church and was emerged in water. Cole walked out soggy and rode home with a coat around his waist because he's my nakey child and doesn't wear underwear. Everyone is a believer. I am so happy my children are able to say they believe in Jesus and know he is their maker and savior. Happy happy happy life. Happy Happy Easter.