Oliver celebrated by learning how to escape from his pack n' play.
Naps were wonderful.
Everyone had a blast at the park.
This is my youngest sister Amelia and her new husband Ryan.
Dyeing Easter eggs is a tradition.
Oliver wasn't too sold on this whole process. He couldn't understand why he couldn't drink what was in the cup and why he couldn't hold the eggs afterwards.
Henry enjoyed himself but only did a few eggs. Here we are putting out carrots and lettuce for the Easter Bunny. Henry and Oliver refer to him as "Peter Rabbit."
Here are the boys opening their Easter baskets. Oliver is asking if he can "eat this?" piece of chocolate at 6:30 in the morning. Henry meanwhile is stuffing his face full of candy. And that, my friends, is exactly why I didn't put a lot of candy in those baskets.
We went to church at my home congregation and it was beautiful. There is nothing better than going to church at HOME. Here are the boys in their Easter finest.
Such goofy boys!
We have done an Easter egg hunt for three years now. This year Oliver was old enough to join in the fun.
Henry, being an old pro, knew exactly what was in these eggs: TREATS.
Happy Easter from our family! We hope that you remember the true reason for your Easter celebration! Jesus is Risen! He is risen indeed!