In the Bag

For Easter the kids and I rubbed a little bit of gel food coloring with water on our boiled eggs, which were inside of sealable baggies. We stayed clean, but did drop a couple in the process. We usually use plastic candy-filled eggs for our Easter egg hunts, because I don't like the idea of two-month-old eggs that no one found smelling up my living room, but we still like to dye our boiled eggs. I've always enjoyed boiled eggs, because they're delicious and remind me of my Grandma Ruth Hooper who prepared them for us as kids. I also like eggs in salads, so they get eaten, despite the egg whites' bright colors.

Easter card and decor from Great-Grandma Sue and Great-Grandpa Porter

Zak's bunny basket made for each of the grandchildren many years ago by Grandma Rena Porter

One Hoppening Easter

I know every week when we take the sacramental bread and water at church should be a reflective time (as well as before we come), but taking the sacrament on Easter Sunday seemed exceptionally symbolic today. In The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, priesthood holders prepare the bread and water on trays, which are then covered with a white cloth to represent Christ's body and blood in the tomb, as He was placed after His crucifixion on Good Friday. The following Sunday, His spirit returned to His celestial body, perfect except for the scars He kept as a demonstration of His suffering for each of us. I am grateful for the new and eternal life He made possible, and appreciate the new life we see in nature.

We celebrated Easter in our little growing family with baskets of candy and small toys. Mr C just got the toys and book, as he still can't eat candy. Miss V found all of the plastic eggs, with a little guidance. We also dyed eggs on Saturday night.

Grandma and Grandpa invited us to come for dinner and an outdoor egg hunt. Miss V loved finding each one. They also surprised her with Minnie Mouse dress-up clothes and toy food. My aunt Susan also gave V a wind-up hopping bunny, of which she can't get enough. Every Easter has brought more smiles and joy as we watch her learn and experience childhood traditions. I don't want our kids to grow up too quickly, but I look forward to seeing excitement in Mr C's eyes when he understand's V telling him the Easter Bunny has come.

Easter with Kids

My cousin let us stay at their house over Easter weekend. I haven't been around little kids as they got up for Easter baskets since my teenage brother was little, so this was a real treat. Her son was so excited, and kept asking if the Easter bunny had come. He did a great job of finding all of the marshmallow-filled, football-shaped, colorful eggs the Easter Bunny artfully hid around the room.