Easter was fun this year, just like every year. We kept busy with family and egg hunts and yes, Jersey was never far from our minds.
It wouldn't be Easter if there was no egg dying. I wonder how egg dying became an Easter tradition, it seems far from the resurrection which of course is the whole reason for Easter. I'll have to look that up!
It takes a lot of concentration to make a fabulous egg! The finishing touch was GLITTER, they HAD to sparkle!
We went to Grandma and Grandpas for some Easter fun. Tatum admired the distant rainbow and Tucker... didn't seem to notice, he was too busy admiring his giant grapefruit!
The Easter Bunny came and didn't disappoint, they each got a movie and gum. I think Tuck ate almost a whole pack before church, that's a lot of gum! This is Jersey's movie, it didn't feel right excluding her, if she were here she would have gotten something. I can't decide if it was more for me or for the blondies, either way, it was important for us to acknowledge her.
As tradition would have it, the Easter Bunny hid eggs. Before the 3 egg hunts the blondies and I had to talk strategy: run as fast as you can to an egg, throw it in your bucket and run to find more; you can always look at your pile of eggs later and the treasures they hold!
Silly Bunny thought he could out smart them by hiding a green egg in the lettuce. And yes, if you're wondering, that's the lettuce from our garden. How Mormon are we!
The little miss in her new, fancy dress. If I do say so myself she looked darling! It wouldn't be a photo shoot if there were no "sassy faces/poses".
If you were wondering where Tucker was during the photo shoot he was having a melt down about his pants. He thought they were too long, and they weren't, so he was hysterical all the way to church. We had to wait until church was over to photograph him and even still, this is all we got. Nice pants!
We simply had to visit Jersey Girl. Easter this year, and I'm sure every year from now on, has a different meaning; my heart has a tender spot for this day. It's no longer dresses, hunts, and candy but a day we get to celebrate Jersey's future resurrection, our chance to once again have her in our arms, our chance at perfection and forever.
Upon deciding it was time to leave we said good-bye to our little peanut and headed to the car. Tatum wasn't satisfied and ran back to Jersey, kissed her hand and rubbed Jersey's dirt with her kissed hand. "Bye Jersey, I love you. I miss you." she said and my heart broke all over again.
Off to Nonnie and Papa's for dinner and another egg hunt.