We leisured yesterday, like the Sundays of my childhood when we’d come home from church to roast in the crock pot and settle into quiet corners of the house after dinner while grown-ups napped. But before the leisure, there was the early rising (“We get to take naps later today, right?” Brett asked.) due to three kids who sensed the Easter Bunny’s presence, thus taking no heed to our “Please go back to sleep” requests. We corralled them into one bedroom to entertain each other until it was light enough for their squeals not to wake the neighbors.
Looking for signs of the bunny…
For the record, I’m doing this forever–the eggs, the baskets, the bunny ears. When they’re in their twenties–yes, then too. I put a can of fancy millennial beer in Austyn’s basket this year–I’m not above that. If my own kids are busy someday with their own wild and precious lives, I’ll do it for the neighbor kids, Mrs. Muddle style. But let there always be eggs and baskets and bunny ears.
Big hits this year–the golden egg…
(Nella found it with Brett’s help)
…the color pink.
…putting a puzzle together with clues to find their baskets.
And kawaii gifts. Lainey’s way into kawaii and artsy stuff, so it was so much fun filling her basket knowing how happy she’d be. Oh to have kids who love tiny shit as much as I do! Stockings and Easter baskets are so easy!
File under Things That Make Me Happy: This picture and these two together.
We’ve taken this same photo in this same spot for several years now–I love seeing them grow. I hope Grandma Dog is in next year’s photo too.
The big boys were home which makes everyone happy.
If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it–so we ate the same things we always eat on Easter morning. Egg casserole, sticky buns and stiff crispy bacon, nearly burnt.
Lainey named all the placeholder ducks.
And after recovery naps and lots of couch & movie lounging, we gathered again for dinner, this time in our church clothes that never make it to church.
Ending our holiday with “the good shot” after 24 takes where none of the kids are looking or two are exchanging potty jokes. But this one…two out of three looking, we’ll take it!
Hope you all had a wonderful Easter. The countdown to summer is official.
Happy Easter! I often say the same – I will make Easter baskets and stocking forever and ever and amen.
We have a neighborhood friend who drops off treats and sweets for our kids. She’s moving soon and we’re so sad. She is a gift.
Church clothes that never make it to church ???♀️
Is your dress from free people?? Love it!
Yes!
Can you tell me where you got Lainey’s romper? My daughter would love that. Thanks!