I didn't feel as spiritually fed this year as in years past. Totally my fault. Been worrying to much about our future plans, and not really thinking about the reason for the season. Lesson learned.
To sum up the events of this Easter: pretty normal. Egg hunt in the morning with the our little family, then an egg hunt with Matt's big fam in Boise in the afternoon/evening. Good food, good chocolate, good company.
Side note: I made the Easter bags. Didn't know where any baskets were (I probably threw them all away), I had material, and I decided to make them. They look way more girly than I had hoped, and I do believe that one of my sons will go on to study "gender studies" because of these bags. His doctoral thesis will be based around his experiences with this Easter bag. You're welcome, sons.
Also, Isaac did cry while hunting eggs in the morning. He wanted to stay in and look at his Star Wars sticker book, but he had fun later that day with his cousins.
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