When we arrived we were greeted by a living room FULL of my grandparents things that they wanted to get rid of. Most of it eventually went to Goodwill/Deseret Industries, but we scored a few things that will be useful like more pillows, Christmas garlands, towels, rugs, etc. Nothing too exciting, but nice. I also spent a lot of the weekend going through old baby clothes and took a bunch home as well so that will be great when the time comes! Gotta love hand-me-downs.
Keegan was good to keep the kids sidetracked while the adults (me and two of my sisters) cleared out all of the stuff and made dinner. Then it was finally time to dye eggs! Keegan had helped the kids come up with a plan of action so they each knew exactly what they wanted their eggs to look like. I think they turned out pretty good! We had some pretty creative ones.
After church on Sunday we hid all of the eggs and had our hunt. It all went fairly good at first. Keegan and Hannah set the ground rules, but unfortunately they were broken and we ended up with 2/3 kids crying b/c "It wasn't fair!" "That wasn't fun! Not one bit!" I had to kind of smile amidst the tears. The oldest kid had a lot easier time finding and reaching the majority of the eggs, and the ground rule of how many he could find and put in his basket wasn't understood very well. Neither was the warning from his dad to "Let Kirsten find the easy ones!" haha. So the oldest ended up with the majority of the eggs, the next got her fair share but felt jipped, the next was as happy as could be with a little less than her share, and the youngest was sick and taking a nap and didn't care because he was too young anyway. After about 20 minutes of crying it was pretty much forgotten. We had a wonderful dinner with Keegan's favorite "Holiday Ham." He has the majority of my family calling it that now.
Later that night we took turns stumping the oldest child with our good hiding spots. We had a little lesson using plastic easter eggs that each had something representing the last days of Christ's life, his Atonement, and the Resurrection. For example in one egg there were three dimes representing the 30 pieces of sliver that Judas Iscariot received for betraying Jesus. In another a piece of white linen because that is what Christ was buried in, etc. And the very last egg was empty! Most of the kids paid attention pretty well and helped with reading things and opening the eggs. (We made sure it was fair.) Then we went downstairs and laid out blankets and pillows by the TV and watched The Lamb of God which is a movie that depicts everything that the little egg lesson talked about. Despite how young the kids are they really seemed to grasp the true meaning of Easter.The next day we packed a picnic lunch complete with egg salad sandwiches, and took the two not-as-sick kids to the park. They got worn out pretty fast since they were still recovering, but it was still pretty fun. We had a run-in with a scooter thief, dodged the seagulls, performed a LOT of under-doggies on the swings, and caught the youngest about 50 times trying to climb up the slide instead of go down. :-) We left for Logan shortly after getting back from the park but heard that they went to bed fairly early that night because they were so tired. I'm sure that was a nice break for their mom too!
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