I had lots of great intentions of decorating and really celebrating Easter with Bennett this year. But, seriously, going on so little sleep has caused most of my good intentions to go by the wayside.
The week of Easter, I did finally blow out some eggs so Bennett and I could dye them together. Since I happened to choose the day of all the tornadoes here in North Dallas to do them, I was too frazzled to remember to take any pictures. My nerves were already shot and then trying to help B dye his eggs without a) cracking them and then b) not getting dye everywhere, the picture taking was non-existent.
We did attend our MOPS egg hunt on a Friday morning. Unfortunately, it was one of those times where it took more effort to have The Fun than what The Fun was actually had. :) At least we went and I'm proud of myself for that little fact.
My sweet boys have matching shirts! Who says that boys can't match?!? :) Grant really was struggling with the whole 'sitting up' part of the deal.
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Easter Sunday we had planned on hosting, but the week of Easter, Sarah offered to host instead, and I jumped at the chance to not have to clean my house. :) I brought the frittata, hashbrowns, parfaits, and the egg hunt. Everyone else did the rest. Just as we were sitting down to eat, a huge thunderstorm rolled through, causing the lights to go out and forcing the egg hunt to be indoors. The lights did go back on after 5 minutes or so (just enough time to start lighting candles).
Myers men in blue and yellow :)
And that was Easter. It seems like every year I have some excuse for not celebrating in the way I really envisioned it happening. Oh well. I guess I could write it off as being a mom of "littles" and life doesn't always go the way you think it should in your head. :)
2 comments:
You are the best of Moms. My hat goes off to you. The three men in your family look very stylish and you look beautiful....G Ma S
The boys look beautiful! Love their outfits, and the colors - like little egg colors. :) Things do get better Megan, believe me. :) Hugs - Aunt Bev
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