Our Easter weekend was so wonderful. I was able to really relax, have fun, sneak in a nap (a nap!!!!), and enjoy pure quality time with my little girl. Most importantly, we celebrated our savior. We were pretty busy, and yet there was a perfect balance of “we have to be somewhere at a certain time” and “let’s just sit here and be incredibly lazy for a few hours”. Here’s a
After a very trying day at work (let’s face it, the whole week was hard), we were graciously told around 1:15 PM to just go home and start our Easter weekend early. Hallelujah! What a wonderful gift! I did not need to be told twice. By 1:45, I was in the car and headed to Zoey’s preschool. It was the day of their Easter egg hunt, so I was able to surprise her and show up in time to watch her hunt. Then it hit me: this was her last Easter egg hunt at her preschool. Ever. She’s graduating in May, so this is it! Come August, she’ll be a public school kid (gasp!) so this Easter egg hunt was considered a milestone moment (boohoo). After the hunt, I asked her if she wanted to go take a picture with the Easter bunny… her response: “No mom, I can see him just fine from here. I don’t need a picture.”
Have I mentioned I absolutely hate mascot costumes? And clowns?
I digress. She’s a smart kid.
Work was closed for Good Friday, so we slept in. I’m talking 8:30, guys. This is a BIG DEAL. Normally sleeping in looks like 6 AM. 8:30?! Yes please! We stayed in our jammies and didn’t leave the couch until lunch time, at which point we decided it was probably a good idea to get ready for the day and actually go do something other than sit around and drink coffee. Although I have to admit, I have no regrets over the amount of sitting I did and coffee I drank. No judging.
Once we decided to do something with our lives, we went to Glenn’s grandmother’s new house to visit. She just moved closer to us from Memphis, so it was nice to go relax, drink chai tea, talk about our lives, watch Zoey get soaked in the sun room (don’t ask), and just chill. It was a much needed day of absolutely nothing. No formal plans, nothing specific to do. Just hanging out, enjoying the day.
On Saturday morning, we had to get up early to go to the church and pick up 2,000 plastic Easter eggs, get them to the park and start tossing them all over the field. We kicked off the hunt at precisely 10:05 AM ~ how fun it was to watch so many children scatter, hunting furiously for the eggs. Once again, Zoey wanted nothing to do with the Easter bunny, but he did sneak up behind her so we could at least snap one picture. Thankfully we didn’t traumatize her, but she wasn’t too thrilled that we allowed him to sit behind her without her “permission”. Disney World is going to be fun in October…
After the hunt, we were beyond exhausted. I was able to con Zoey into curling up in my bed with me for a nice afternoon nap while Glenn mowed. Oh, my glorious. Two hours later, we woke up so refreshed and ready to enjoy the rest of the afternoon. Naps are such a good gift. For mother’s day, I just want a coupon book of uninterrupted naps. Doesn’t that sound lovely?
Resurrection Sunday was wonderful. Church was extra busy with all of the visitors, which means children’s ministry was really hopping! I stayed pretty busy teaching two-year-olds about the love of Christ during the first half of the morning, then attended 2nd service. It was our new pastor’s first Easter sermon and he did a wonderful job. There were a few baptisms, the kids sang us a song, praise and worship was great, the sermon was strong. I always love Sunday mornings – I deeply love my church – but something about Easter “Resurrection” Sunday is just special. It truly defines the meaning of our faith in Christ, and celebrating the day – recognizing His life, death, burial, and resurrection – is just incredible. We can do this every day, yes, but this one day that is ours to recognize what He did for us… I can’t even put into words what I was feeling.
After church was over, we went to Glenn’s mom’s and step-dad’s for some family time. We ate way too much food (no regrets), and the grandkids had an egg hunt, which means by this point, Zoey had 3 hunts in one weekend. I may or may not be eating her Reese’s cups when she goes to bed at night. And robin’s eggs. And…
We closed out Easter with the old tradition of dying hard boiled eggs. We bought a “marble” kit, only to figure out we didn’t need a special kit to do this trick. We enjoyed it though and now that I know how to do it, we’ll just incorporate it into a different kit next year.
We had a great Easter. I was thankful for the extra time that started on Thursday, and for the long weekend that followed. I’m thankful for the love of Christ, for His sacrifice, and that He called me out to be different after growing up in a home that didn’t really know Him. I’m thankful. Unworthy and thankful.