Easter Weekend

Easter weekend highlights. Easter egg hunt at our church on Saturday. Not a highlight, but it was insanely crowded and Shane was disappointed in the number of eggs he collected. Ignore the fact that he stopped 10 seconds in and must have been overwhelmed by all the people. Myann could have cared less and just wanted to hold my hand. Anders did not care to move more than 10 feet from the starting line until he saw there was candy in the eggs, but by then it was too late. So as Shane is sulking, Myann was offering him some of her eggs. Then people around us started getting that he was upset and began offering us theirs. Have I mentioned that I love our church. Anyway, this was actually embarrassing me more as Shane was gladly taking the eggs and he did not need them or deserve them and was missing the whole point of Easter even as other people were giving to him. The eggs did at least perk him up to the point that I could have a civil conversation with him and explain that these kids were sacrificing their eggs for him, just as Jesus had sacrificed His life for us. I was relieved that Shane seemed to get it at that point, but still not happy to have had what seemed like the only kid at our church's Easter egg hunting complaining that he did not get enough eggs. We might have to work a little on appreciation and gratefulness in our household.

Sunday morning we had planned to get up and go to the earlier service, but since I chose instead to cook breakfast, we were running late. No biggie, we opted to push back to the later service and not rush. The Easter Bunny had hidden the kids baskets around the house, so they all worked together to find the baskets. Shane used his deductive reasoning and found all 3 quickly. The Easter Bunny did not want the deer and coyotes to eat our eggs overnight, he planned to come while we were at church.

Brian talked Myann into wearing a dress for mommy. I was super thrilled but ill-prepared. Since she had not worn a dress in over a year, I had not bought her a dress in a year. The only one we had that she would wear was a bit small. She squeezed into it with only a few complaints. Then we pulled out my never before used tripod and attempted some family photos. Not great, but we got the whole family in, so I consider it a win.

After church, we changed and the kids went for their egg hunt in our backyard and into the woods. They knew they were looking for the golden egg as well. Shane quickly got that the eggs were hidden in an arrow shape pointed in the direction of the basalt rocks at the back of our property. (He is obviously smarter than me, because I did not get the pattern, but the Easter Bunny assured me that Shane was correct.) Myann saw the golden egg hidden in a crevice of the rock, but did not want to stick her hand in so she played off that she did not know where it was and kept looking. Shane was not having much luck finding it so we told Myann they all would share the egg regardless of who found it. She then told Shane where it was so he would stick his hand in the crevice.