Isn't Easter Sunday just one of the best times of the year? I love everything about it: getting all dressed up for church, singing and praying through a beautiful service, enjoying dinner with family, and eating candy. Lots and lots of candy!
Almond Joy for me, please!
Almond Joy for me, please!
Our church's Easter service was especially moving this year. I was pretty much choking back tears the whole time. I feel like each year I cry more during church services. Not a sad crying, just an overcome-by-emotion crying when I think of love, forgiveness, hope, and all of the other beautiful parts of my faith.
Our church service is pretty early, so afterwards we came home and challenged Reed in his first Easter basket hunt. Of course I went overboard and made rhyming clues for the four parts of his basket we had around the house.
I'm a poet and I know it!
Our church service is pretty early, so afterwards we came home and challenged Reed in his first Easter basket hunt. Of course I went overboard and made rhyming clues for the four parts of his basket we had around the house.
I'm a poet and I know it!
As tempted as I am to write the rest of this post in verse, I'll spare you the agony of any more bad poetry. You get the idea.
We read only the most high-brow literature here in the Hacker home.
Honestly, though, Giant Pants is a great book! Yes, it's about a giant who can't find his pants, but there are all kinds of mythological creatures introduced in a super-friendly way.
Spoiler alert: he eventually finds his pants in his own dresser. Because nobody saw that coming. It is hilarious every time.
Honestly, though, Giant Pants is a great book! Yes, it's about a giant who can't find his pants, but there are all kinds of mythological creatures introduced in a super-friendly way.
Spoiler alert: he eventually finds his pants in his own dresser. Because nobody saw that coming. It is hilarious every time.
Grand finale-- a giant chocolate bunny!
How does one even begin to eat such a thing?
Go right for the face, of course!
Go right for the face, of course!
Easter basket hunt complete, we packed up and drove to my in-law's house for our annual Easter dinner.
They outdid themselves, as usual! Outdoors: a photo-spot, an egg hunt for each of the boys, and a quiet spot by the river for reflection. Indoors: a magnificent feast of prime rib, corn-on-the-cob, mashed potatoes, rolls, and decadent desserts.
Kim, my mother-in-law, made this carrot jam for the rolls that was AMAZING! It was like carrot cake in a jar. I'll have to get her recipe and post it back here sometime. Plus- how cute is that for Easter?!
She has cooking and decorating super-powers, I think.
Photo time was, well, interesting. Just look at these two cuties! Reed ADORES his cousin, Bo.
What you don't see is the crowd of crazy adults shamelessly yelling, making faces, shaking toys, singing, and otherwise looking like maniacs on the lawn behind the camera to get these smiles.
You only get Easter pictures once a year, after all.
What you don't see is the crowd of crazy adults shamelessly yelling, making faces, shaking toys, singing, and otherwise looking like maniacs on the lawn behind the camera to get these smiles.
You only get Easter pictures once a year, after all.
While we are on the subject of only getting Easter pictures once a year, let's just talk about Reed's face for a second. Seriously, every family picture we cannot get him to do a real smile! I think he is mimicking the Easter Bunny here. Cute, yes. My ideal family picture, no.
That award goes to...
That award goes to...
Boaz and his mommy and daddy! These people know how to take a family picture.
I'm taking notes.
I'm taking notes.
Finally, the big egg hunt! Find those Almond Joys, baby!
And time to play and relax! We needed it! Easter proves to be a busy day!
Our day was wonderful! There may or may not have been a few sugar-crash, nap-deprived "moments" (what's Easter without those, after all). I may or may not have had a sore throat that kept me from eating most of the food, hives that kept me self-conscious, and allergies that left me with Reed in one hand and a tissue in the other.
The silver lining?
The silver lining?
Faith, family, fun.
And a snuggly nap with Reed while everyone else ate leftovers.
That's more than a silver lining, for sure. What's a few Easter sniffles in the face of all of that?
I am so thankful for another Easter with the people I love and who love me. And most of all, sniffle, for the God who loves me, too.
And a snuggly nap with Reed while everyone else ate leftovers.
That's more than a silver lining, for sure. What's a few Easter sniffles in the face of all of that?
I am so thankful for another Easter with the people I love and who love me. And most of all, sniffle, for the God who loves me, too.
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