Easter always begins with Mass. We were so happy to have Pooker home for the day from college to join us.
We arrived early but the traffic from the previous Mass was just getting out. By the time we got inside we were sitting on the floor in the back. We had spent the past few days working very very hard transforming the old school room into the new baby room/school room/mom's office. I was wiped out and I sat resting against a pillar thinking about how tired I was and how my Easter didn't feel like I had prepared enough for.
My pregnancy started before Advent. I have been "giving up" and offering my struggles for a little bit longer than 40 days. Yet as Easter came my relief did not. In fact that tired feeling is back with the beginning of the third trimester.
Then my Easter gift came. I looked over at my hubby and kids, when all of the sudden all of the love of heaven hit me like a ton of bricks. I cried and cried, I couldn't stop. When my friend Linda was dying of cancer she explained God's love and I told her that I only hoped I could be loved that way. She said I was but it wasn't my time to feel heaven yet. I got a taste and it is so beautiful.
I never would have planned to have this many children and over this many years. Thank you God for following your own plan, mine would have been so boring.
The bunny went all out this year, hiding some way up high.
Eggs were everywhere and so were my kiddos while on the hunt looking for them.
I always love these shots from Easter to Easter, seeing kids all dressed up and looking fantastic as they run around playing.
OK Bear, let's cut back on the chocolate bunny, please.
Happy Easter 2012.