What can you say? It's Easter. It comes every year. The girls still don't get why it's important and Henry's years away from being able to beat Grams to saying, "He is risen!" For the kids it's just a weekend when they get dressed up, see relatives, and get candy.
The girls colored eggs for the first time, helped Henry find eggs, and actually cooperated in pooling their candy. Clara's finally old enough that she generally was happy to help her siblings instead of trying to collect all the eggs for herself so that was a great development.
Henry was thrilled to have something new to chew on. He's got yet more teeth coming in so he's been trying out everything for relief. The eggs didn't help (the plastic ones, at any rate) and for some reason we were unwilling to let him have chocolate. We had our hands more than full with the girls bouncing off the walls after a few handfuls of M&Ms anyway.
Lilly kept getting Pastor Mike confused with Coach Mike (Holmgren) so that was a bit of a laugh at church. The other joy were the bells they gave to all the kids to ring whenever they heard hallelujah in the service. Amy and I couldn't help be laugh about the trouble they were causing in Heaven as tons of angels were getting their wings in a hurry.
By the time Sunday night rolled around the we were all exhausted. A few days have passed and we're already planning how we can deliver a "He is risen!" to Grams before she can do the same to us. Hopefully, we have enough time to come up with something good.
