Easter
I know that Easter is well over.
The baskets and bunnies have been stored away.
The eggs have been found and eaten....
....but I am just now getting around to sharing my Easter picts with you.
As I posted in an earlier entry,
My hubby was able to be home with us for Easter
before returning to Afghanistan.
Such a blessing to wake up on Easter morning with my whole family,To be able to worship in church with my whole family,
To eat Easter dinner with my whole family,
To celebrate a holiday with my whole family.
The Easter bunny brought my girls sock monkeys.They were named Oso and Alley
Easter morning bed heads...
My mom and Mary-Morgen hunting.
My nephew Ben on the hunt ....
Katie on the hunt...
Mary-Morgen on the hunt...
I love how Mary-Morgen looks like an Easter egg in her dress.
notice the pink Chuck Taylor high-tops with the dress.
my dad with Ben on the hunt...
by the way my mom told me that they
Easter morning bed heads...
The Easter egg hunt after Easter dinner
at my mom and dad's house.
My mom and Mary-Morgen hunting.We started out calling my mom "Grandmother".
Of course little children have a hard time pronouncing grandmother,
so in an attempt at saying grandmother
my youngest daughter started calling her "Mugga".
So now, she is mugga to all grand and great grand children.
My nephew Ben on the hunt ....
Katie on the hunt...
Mary-Morgen on the hunt...
I love how Mary-Morgen looks like an Easter egg in her dress.
notice the pink Chuck Taylor high-tops with the dress.
my dad with Ben on the hunt...My father also started out as "Grandfather"
and the same attempt made by the same little girl
lead to "FaFa".
Needless to say he is now known as fafa
to all grand and great grandchildren.
by the way my mom told me that they found an egg yesterday that never got found.
{we use real eggs, so you can imagine the smell, at least in was outside}
part of the family in my mom's back yard on the hunt ...
could not take enough pictures this day....
Such precious memories,
part of the family in my mom's back yard on the hunt ...
could not take enough pictures this day....
Such precious memories,made even more precious with hubby home.
Happy Spring!
He is risen!
all the time it took
to pick out the matching clothes in a
color that would look good on everyone,
and that everyone would be willing to wear
without pulling too many teeth.
(some teeth are ok)
The stress of making it to the studio on time
with teeth brushed, hair combed, wrinkle free,
trying to hide the tears that have run down the toddlers face because it just happens to be the one day that she missed her nap in three weeks and everything is causing a melt down.
Trying to remain calm when the photographer tells you to "act like you like each other!" When you know that hubby left you inside the house to fin for yourself with the curling iron that just happens to have a long cord, a 6 year old, a toddler and two dogs while he patiently waited in the car all while honking in two minute intervals.
Oh, and you had to apply your make up in the car on the ride to the studio, so you did not notice the foundation was not all the way rubbed in on the left cheek, until you went to look at the proofs. Fuming that no one bothered to tell you. And even if the only other two adults at the shoot were men, you are quite certain that it was noticeable if it showed up in the proofs!
Well, no more for me thank you.....
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