I love Easter.
I love that God chose to become man and live among us. (During a time period with no flushing toilets or air-conditioning I might add). He chose a horrible death to atone for our sins. Then He defeated death.
It is the best reason of all to celebrate!
We have nearly always celebrated Easter here, at our house. My sister and her family drive out and we join friends for a wonderful dinner and an Easter egg hunt to end all Easter egg hunts.
This year though, my nephew Camden joined the family and car travel is not really his thing.
To save his family a few hours of being trapped in a small space with a screaming toddler, we broke tradition and met them half way at a vacation home my parents' own at the lake.
We dyed eggs.
And then, as families do everywhere, we broke out the pellet gun and tried to shoot the eggs.
I blame the wind.
And what do you mean, your family doesn't shoot at eggs with pellet guns?
Y'all are missing out.
After dinner and a nap (me, not the kids). Rich and Brett went out to hide the eggs.
No, the Easter Bunny doesn't come. For us, at our house, we fear that a gigantic, present bearing rabbit detracts a bit from the enormous significance of the holiday.
But if the bunny comes to your house?
And yes, I realize that we are giant hypocrites because Santa does come here. Lucky for me, the one thing you're sure to find at any church in town is hypocrites.
I fit right in.
So the daddies hid the eggs - 300 of them - and we gathered the kids for the hunt.
Camden had already found a Ring Pop and had no concern for anything else.
We staggered the start time for the kids, Payton got to go first followed 30 seconds later by Ryan and Faith. Then we let the three oldest go.
They hunted high and low for all those eggs plus their chocolate bunnies and Peeps.
But they found them all!
No one actually went around to check.
Dad? (not that he reads my blog) If you find any eggs while you're mowing, you're welcome to the candy inside!
And while the bigger kids were hunting, Camden it seems was . . . grazing?
He took an extra bath to remove the Ring Pop and all it collected.
For tomorrow, I am going to end the long dry spell In The Fridge and post the cinnamon rolls I made for Easter morning.
For today, Happy Easter. May Christ rule in your hearts and your homes.
And eat your Peeps before they get stale.