I know Easter isn’t truly about Easter baskets or dying eggs or chocolate bunnies or any of that stuff. But we have traditionally dyed eggs and done Easter baskets. I had a pretty good system going. I don’t do the second Christmas that so many people do these days with massive baskets overflowing with gifts […]
im gonna have to ask you some Qu-estions
Watching three day swim meets is not all that fun for 6, 7, and 8-year-olds, so while we were up at Zones these past few days, the three little guys stayed with my parents. We didn’t come back until this morning, so my mom and dad were on egg dying, egg hiding, and Easter basket-filling […]
How about we start with Easter?
The older I get, the more I’m believing in fate and that things happen for a reason. Who knows. Maybe there’s no such thing as fate. Maybe things don’t happen for a reason. Maybe I’m just looking for some explanation as to why we have gone through the things we have gone through. Whether […]
Not Facebook-perfect, but perfect nonetheless.
When I was first pregnant, and I thought about Easter, I pictured this photo of me and my dad. I envisioned adorable Easter outfits and bonnets and church and all sorts of other stuff. Then I had kids and reality set in. Yesterday I saw a friend post pictures of her kids’ Easter baskets on Facebook […]
A Happy Easter
By 6:15 am the Easter baskets had been pilfered. By 11 a.m. we were at Grammy and Papa’s house. By 11:30 a.m. we had found all the eggs. By 12 p.m. we had opened the eggs, sorted the eggs and chowed on cupcakes. (Number 6 gave Number 7 a haircut last night. Do you like […]
A tisket, a tasket, I made my Easter basket.
I was 35 when my husband and I got married. I had been living in my cute little condo before that. All alone. It was really nicely decorated. Almost magazine-worthy. In my spare time on the weekends I did things like paint furniture. You know, Martha Stewart-y kind of stuff. So when we got married […]