Easter Sunday is the best. Jordan and I try really hard to make Sunday about Christ. I definitely have a few things I'm going to change for next year.
This year, however, the kids awoke to simple Easter baskets and we had them find the scripture eggs (a couple of which Eloise had found and opened). Each egg was labeled so we knew which order to read them. We've been talking about the atonement all week and so, on Easter Sunday we focused mainly on his resurrection. Each egg was filled with a different object that corresponded to the scripture.
After, we made "resurrection" rolls. Marshmallows rolled in cinnamon and sugar and covered with a roll, baked and when they are done, they are empty-just like the tomb on Easter morning. The boys love to help make breakfast and while they baked we talked about Christ appearing to Mary. Eloise gorged on whatever she could find at the table.
We ate, watched conference and then ate lunch and played some card games before nap time.
The most tender moment I think I've ever had with Cedrik happened during one of the earlier songs in the afternoon session. It was a primary song and Cedrik knew every word. I didn't know he knew it and as he snuggled against me and we sang it together my heart and spirit were full. It was a moment given to me to help carry me to the next spiritual moment as a mom.
After the afternoon session, we headed to Dad and Donna's for dinner. Clayton is bigger than Eloise and although he was exhausted from their trip home, he was still a doll. He is so cute. The other cousins loved playing together and Eloise was in heaven pushing the baby stroller.
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