Easter Morning…

Shockingly, I got myself and six kids to church by 7:45 am all on my own, on Easter morning.  I’m still in shock just thinking about it.  I don’t know if I’d really call myself a morning person, so that’s why it’s so shocking. Here’s another shocker.  Elizabeth is mama’s girl.  She doesn’t like many people, so when I saw her sitting on Grandpa Roland’s lap, not crying, it was shocking.  It was also really sweet.

 

We had a quick breakfast.  Then it was time for the Easter egg hunt.  This was Elizabeth’s first year to participate.  She was a little confused at first, but quickly go that hang of it.

  Our younger children had personal escorts.  They were pretty spoiled.David really just wanted to run around.  Then he figured out what was inside of the eggs. Rebecca is getting so grown up.  She almost looks too old to be hunting Easter eggs.

Many of my kids have this thing they do with their tongue.  It comes from their father.  He does the same thing when he’s deep in concentration.

 

Thomas has become an old pro.  He found a huge pile of eggs all together.

It was hard to keep up with Rachel.  She was all over the place.

Oh!  Time’s up.  Gotta run! Look at that form.  He’s going to be a runner someday!  With the sun shining it looks pretty warm, right?  Well, it was kind of windy and maybe about 40 degrees outside.  The kids were troopers, but it was really cold.

 

Come on.  The kids can’t be the only ones to have all the fun!  A lady from our church went out, after the kids came in, and collected tons of eggs.  Guess who she ended up giving them to?  That’s right.  So if your kids didn’t get to hunt Easter eggs come on over to our house.  We have TONS.  Really.  Five of our kids filled their bags. 

So that was Easter morning.  The rest of our Easter was, oh, I don’t know, interesting?  I don’t even  know what to say about it really.  So stay tuned for more to come.