It's so interesting to try to teach all of these truths to my kids. I tried to find every opportunity during the Easter season to talk about them, and hopefully some of it stuck. Either way, we'll keep yakking about it. It's one of the things we do best around here - we never stop talking. There are times when I get so tired of my own voice, but with two chit-chatters at my heels, it doesn't look like it'll be slowing down any time soon.
After a fantastic potluck at Aunt Donna's house (someone brought that cheesy broccoli and rice casserole and it made my day), the whole brood drive 2 miles down the road to our house, for the big Easter egg hunt, which was planned and executed entirely by Cory's cousin, Kelsi. All we did was show up. To our own house. Oh, I made some treats, but I'll save that for tomorrow.
Note 1: Calvin initially came down dressed in a tank top and basketball shorts. I told him he had to have long sleeves and pants on. He trudged back upstairs, and re-emerged in pajama pants, topped in pajama shorts. Then he put on his church shoes, which really completed the outfit. Apparently we're taking slapdash dressing to a whole new level. After lunch, I was able to convince him that his basketball shoes would help him run faster for the egg hunt.
Note 2: Scroll back up to the top of this page to witness the progressive expansion of her hair. I love it every step of the way, but it really is quite amazing!