Easter Egg-stravaganza

The boys were busy during Holy Week. John attended an Easter party at playgroup. The balloon animals were fun until one popped. Then John walked around with his ears plugged. The Easter Bunny made an appearance and sent some kids into hysterics (I get it). But John couldn't have been happier to see him. Maybe Santa has a chance this year?

On Good Friday, we attended a MOPS Easter Egg Hunt at the park. It was really less of a hunt and more of a race. The boys had their game faces on. John managed to get a few eggs before the big kids took off. Henry got more than a dozen in his basket. And Peter even got one (with help from his Mama). It was like Halloween after we opened all the eggs.

On Easter Sunday, we dressed all three boys in their Sunday best and made it to church on time. We bribed the boys with the promise of Easter baskets if they were good during mass. Yes, there were new (fancy!) toothbrushes in their Easter baskets. But I did include a pack of Peeps too.  And Peter received some new bibs to spit up on (the joys of reflux).

Later that night, we enjoyed Easter dinner at the OK Cafe. It happened to be my 32nd birthday on Easter Sunday, so my birthday gift from Gus was a day of no diaper changes and no cooking. The boys chowed down on fried grit cakes, mac-n-cheese, and chocolate cake. I don't think they minded our down-home Easter dinner.