I have always loved Easter.
It's indisputable that Easter Candy is far superior.
There are blossoms.
And colors.
And the reason we celebrate.
It's easily one of my top three favorite holidays.
Plus boys in pastel colors looking long and lean and dapper - that's pretty great too.
We really hadn't talked to Boone about what Easter is and what happens and why we celebrate. He woke up not expecting a single thing out of the ordinary and BAM an entire basket full of goodness. He quickly got his wits about him and said, "Wait! Is it my birf-day?" "Did Santa come here?"
He leads a good life. :)
The other boys were thrilled too. Mostly for baseball cards.
That bunny really knows what he's doing.
We colored eggs - INDOORS! This is basically against everything that makes logical sense in a human brain and yet here is the proof.
I still get a little sweaty just looking at this.
They took it pretty dang seriously and we had big plans to roll them down a hill - but the grass was so long at our park that we decided to have batting practice with them instead. Wanna know how to get dudes to improve their hitting stats? Throw boiled eggs at 'em. BAM.
I truly am grateful for my fellers. Every one of them. Life is so good and the plan of happiness is greater than any of us deserve.
I hope these boys of ours always remember they are loved beyond measure and there is nothing they can do that will change that.
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