Easter 2018…

Easter Sunday was uplifting and quiet. Not quiet like the way you would normally assume – I’ve got 5 kids and we met up with extended family. The volume of the noise was definitely not quiet. But it was a reflective day and even during the evening, as the sun tucked behind the horizon, I watched the kids play with their cousins and continue to explore their newly found eggs, I was quiet. I was in my “thin place” as I observed all that was going on around me but didn’t feel the need to participate or be in conversation to enjoy it.

I am grateful for those quiet moments in a loud world. I am grateful for Easter and all that we’ve studied as a family as we prepared for this special holiday. I’m grateful for my Savior and His atoning sacrifice for all my shortcomings and fears and worries…and everything else I’m willing to unload on Him. It’s been a good week and Sunday was the culmination of it all.

These kids are learning that the faster they smile and take a nice picture, the sooner they can run off and play. It’s taken a while to get to this point and Briggs is still learning the ropes.

Steve’s brother and sister-in-law have hosted Easter for years and I’m so happy every year that they’re willing to do it again. They make it nice and elegant (which can be hard for a crowd our size) and the setting always fosters great conversations. Whether they be lighthearted and laughing or personal and introspective. I usually get pictures of all the tables – this year I got this shot. Hallie has made it to the older kids table and she played it cool – and didn’t spill anything! 😉

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Briggs found an egg, yep – only one! Once he found that egg and shook it he realized it contained candy. There was no convincing him of hunting eggs after that. He was happy with the candy in his hand.

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018

We’re happy to have Steve’s parents home from another mission in Africa. Here are some of the grandkids – including two “grandkids” that married into the family and one great grandbaby.

Easter 2018

Lettering practice…

My lettering practice this week was focused on Easter.

Sunday Will Come

This quote by Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin has to be one of my all-time favorite quotes. I find myself repeating…Sunday will come.

Sunday will come

Ridge Run 2018…

We had our annual Ridge Run neighborhood party last weekend and the weather cooperated beautifully. This annual event always coincides with Easter so when Easter is later in the year we’re fighting the heat.  We biked/ran/walked the three miles and yet I don’t have proof of it. We ate a delicious breakfast – and again no proof. But the egg hunt – yep – I got plenty of pictures!

What a difference one year makes…

Okay – so this is the last Easter post, I promise. As I was going through pictures from our Easter dinner, I came across the picture of Briggs in his basket.

He had been grumpy and crying the whole evening and then we squeezed him into his basket and immediately he was all smiles and giggling.  Funny kid.

Easter 2017

I went back and found his picture from last year in the same exact basket in the same exact lawn. He’s a little bigger than he was last year. It’s amazing the difference a year can make for him…and for me.

Easter 2016

I’m pretty sure this is the last year I’ll be able to squeeze him in there which makes this the last Easter I’m squeezing any child in a basket. Not sure why I ever started doing this – I suppose Hunter was just the right size on his first Easter and somehow that created a tradition. Poor Hallie – she didn’t even have a basket until Hunter was born – we’re lucky we even have pictures. I think most people start off taking the most pictures of their first child and then trail off. I’m the opposite. I’m hitting my groove with child #5 and he’s going to be the most documented out of all of them.

 

Pre-Easter Festivities…

Here are a few pictures from our pre-Easter festivities…

Our kitchen chalkboard for the month – a line from one of my favorite church songs, I Know That My Redeemer Lives. I found myself singing this line over and over again and I caught Hallie on multiple occasions singing it as well. Can’t think of a better song in my head on repeat in preparation for Easter.

Pre-Easter Festivities

We spent the week before Easter studying the last week of our Savior’s life. Every day we would pull out some pictures and read about the events leading up to His resurrection. I found this note in the kitchen one evening. Hallie is holding strong in our favorite daughter status, she is truly a gem and helps out beyond measure.

Bennett had a spring flight at school. I had no intention of going, but Bennett made it known that he really wanted me to come. So I was there. He ignored me most of them time and played with his friends. But I was there and I was able to see his excitement – he always puts on a good show.

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

We had our annual Ridge Run breakfast/egg hunt/service project. The kids each found their buddies and we didn’t see much of them the whole morning.

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

Briggs was trying to figure out if he liked the rabbit. It was conclusive he did not! 😉

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

I fail in the “fun mom” department when it comes coloring Easter eggs. Our family egg hunts never include real eggs so there’s never a need to color any. Its just not a tradition we follow. My friend wanted to make sure I wasn’t depriving my kids of wonderful memories and she made sure my kids had the opportunity to color some. Did my kids love it – of course they did. Don’t kids love anything that makes a large mess?! We’ll just make sure to head to their house every year so we can color a couple of their eggs!

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

Pre-Easter Festivities

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