Happy Easter and all that stuff

Easter was a pretty big hit around here.  We started out on Friday morning with our playgroup Easter party and we got to have a visit from the big bunny himself.  

This picture sums it up.  Paxton LOVED him.  He followed him around, shared his eggs, tried to get in every picture....pretty much fell in love with the poor bunny.  

He also enjoyed the Egg Hunt.  It was his first hunt as we didn't attend last years due to some illness and although he grasped the concept, he had his own method of doing things.  

Step 1. Find Egg.

Step 2. Pick up Egg.

Step 3. Open Egg. 

Step 4. Empty contents of Egg into basket.

Step 5. Throw egg on ground for someone else to pick up and run away with loot.

Repeat.

Emory had his own way of doing things.  He was fully aware of the fact that big brother needed Mommy for the hunt and in turn he blissfully slept wrapped up in the Moby from beginning of party to end.  Thank you little man.  Mommy was and still is very appreciative.

On Easter morning we did some egg dyeing.  Paxton woke up a little grumpy but all in all, he enjoyed it.    He dyed eggs, play with his Easter basket and went back to normal daily activities.

Emory simply enjoyed one of his new Easter rattles and watched big brother run around and play.  Emory loves you, Paxton!

       

We finished off our Easter weekend by going to Joe's parents house.  Paxton and his cousin did an Easter Egg Hunt and played all evening.  We had lots of yummy food and good conversation.  

Most importantly I thought a lot about Easter and why I love it more than many other holidays.  Pretty much, well, it's because I love Jesus.  He died. On a cross. Painfully. To save me. Me? ME! And well, if that isn't worth celebrating, than what is?  Eggs and bunnies are fun (and I correlate them with the holiday by telling myself that God created bunnies and chickens to lay eggs and God is Jesus' father and so in turn, Eggs and Bunnies on Easter...) but someone giving their life to save me is much more fun.  

(And don't worry Shannie, I'll pray for you ;)  <-----winky face, LOVE YOU)

Now it's Monday.  I don't care for Mondays. They are tiring and long.  We could go to storytime at the library but Emory doesn't do too well there.  I can't just get up and leave either as Paxton more times than not won't just sit and stay and then also needs help with his craft.  We'll probably just hang out at home.  Maybe paint and color and read our own books.  Emory is napping away and Paxton is playing attempting to dissect his busy ball popper.  

Happy Easter. Happy Resurrection. Happy Monday.