So Behind . . . tsk, tsk.

I know Easter has long come and gone, but our celebration lasted for a couple weeks, so it's really only right that it takes me a couple of weeks to get the pictures up. How's that for slacker justification?

Anyway, prepare yourselves for a ton of pictures here. Pictures of my kids, eggs, my kids and eggs . . . you get the idea.

We started the week before Easter at a local park who sponsors a great Egg Hunt for the kids. Instead of filling the eggs, they ask the kids to return the empty eggs after the hunt and then give each child the choice of a ton of really great prizes. Claire walked away with a large basket filled with treats, and Ben chose a Spiderman kite.


She's at the perfect age for this stuff. She can run fast and isn't afraid, yet she is still respectful of the other kids. I saw her several times walk away when she saw a little one going for an egg.

Ben holding up his completely empty egg basket. He had absolutely no interest in finding the eggs. Smart kid, really. What's the point in running for empty eggs? He spent the whole time swinging with daddy on the playground.

The day before Easter we met our church small group at another local park that was sponsoring a fundraiser to raise money for medical research for the cure of neuroblastoma. Lillie's Friends sponsored a HUGE race, bouncy house, kid's band, and egg hunt.

We met at the playground before heading over to the event.

If only this thing would start.

Claire and some best buddies.

Ben enjoying his very favorite park activity. He would swing all day if he could.



We also enjoyed a picnic lunch with our friends too.

And then Easter day after enjoying the church service, we met up again with our small group and ate lunch together at one of their homes. These next pictures were taken there.

Don't they look sweet? Yes, the answer is "yes."

How cute is he in his Easter vest and tie? Shawn wore a tie that morning for the first time in YEARS so the two of them could "match."

Someone thinks she's cute.

And then, like millions of other mothers that day, I attempted to get a nice family picture of all of us in our nice Easter clothes. What you don't see in these photos is all the yelling, cajoling, threatening, pleading and bribing that it took to get them.

Hmmm, let's try that again.

Oh well, good enough I guess. At least no one was crying. That's progress I say.



Grandma came to visit that weekend as she was on Spring Break too. We enjoyed having her, and the kids are always over the moon when they get to see her.

We also put on a small egg hunt for the kids in the front yard.

Surprise, surprise, Ben actually participated. He's no dumby. These eggs were filled!

The "big girls" showing off their chicks.

Hello, son. Just what evil plan are you hatching in that sweet little head of yours?

Okay, so he's not really evil.

I've been told this pictures looks like a campaign photo. It must be the tie and rolled-up sleeves because it's certainly not the freaky, flyaway hair that appears to be growing from my ear. Any good campaign manager would have edited that strangeness right out of there.

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