In preparation for the Easter egg hunts, Adelyn and I practiced our "hunting" skills by taking turns being the Easter bunny and hiding her rubber ducky. She was so cute. She would either hide it in plain site or in the place I just barely hid it. But of course, I humored her and took an EXTREMELY long time finding it every time.
Egg Hunt #1: Unsure whether the folks were going to host any other egg hunts, I took matters into my own hands and bought a TON of candy and eggs and invited Addie's friends to have an egg hunt here at our complex. They had a good time, and it was a good warm-up for the more serious egg hunts...
Apparently, Adelyn thought we should just skip the pictures and just get on with the candy eating.
Egg Hunt #2: Pioneer Park. Personally, I thought this one was a waste of time. Way too many kids and far too little chocolate, I mean candy--ya know, for the kids. :)
Egg Hunt #3: Rocque residence. Much better bang for your buck. Only five kids and probably 100 eggs! Grandma Rocque LOVES to spoil her grandkids.
A little mommy time.
It's all about family (and candy, of course).Egg Hunt #4: Ostler residence. I forgot the camera, but it was VERY fun (lots of chocolate)! Mary hid all the eggs and the grandkids went wild. They were so cute because the older ones helped the younger ones and everyone shared in the end. Now, that's the true spirit of Easter.
Adelyn would not sit still for these pictures, but insisted on doing a dance indicating how happy she was to be dyeing Easter eggs.
Her favorite color is pink, and somehow all of her eggs reflected her preference. But she decided to make one of her eggs red for me because she knows it's my favorite. She also loved the "egg jackets" and stickers.
I think we found the "real" Easter Bunny. Really, I just had to throw in another shot of Preston. Of course, Addie thought this was the silliest thing ever--Preston with bunny ears. She laughed for a solid half hour.Easter Day was really special. Personally, I had a really wonderful experience at church. The talks and musical numbers were fabulous and I really felt the Spirit. During the piano/violin duet of, "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief," I got out the hymn book and whispered the words to Adelyn. Before I knew it, I was bawling and couldn't even continue. That is such a powerful song. No wonder it was a favorite of Joseph Smith's. Easter is such a wonderful celebration of Christ's life and resurrection and I was so grateful to have an opportunity to think more about Him and what His life means to me.
