Megan was up all night, listening for noises only a large bunny could make. I put a gate up and told the kids we wouldn’t be looking for treats and eggs until after 8 a.m., but around seven we heard the crash of a gate and some excited squeals, followed by a crying baby.
Since Easter fell on General Conference weekend, there was no dressing up for church, which suited me fine since we were still recovering from our illness. Instead, we snuggled together and watched (via Internet) the prophet and apostles speak about the divinity of Jesus Christ (and more about teaching our children by example!) Because I planned on being in Columbia for Easter dinner, I was woefully unprepared, lacking a ham, asparagus, et al. We instead had salmon, baked sweet potatoes, and salad for Easter dinner. Very traditional.
man. nothing's holding them back from those easter treats.
I forgot the ham too. We had steak and broccoli. whatever.
At least you had salmon! I made Seth eat a pizza. Maybe next year.
We had ribs for Easter Dinner, no shame in that! Glad you're not only back home, but back in good health!
I see London, I see France, I see Christopher's covenants.
We had leftover enchiladas. Mmmm.