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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Easter Lovelies

The Family on Easter Sunday Morning
Mason and Hannah Kate - All dressed up!
My Little Man
My Princess
And yet again, we tried.
Easter Baskets
Mmmmm . . . Recees Peanut Butter Eggs!
Yes, Mason asked for a pair of rubber boots. After all, "Mommy, I need rubber boots so I can play in the mud."
Her first puzzle - it was definitely a hit!
Knobby knees - just like his Mama!
The Velveteen Rabbit and . . .
Resurrection Eggs. Thanks, Pop and Mimi!
That's not your basket!
A boy . . . and his rubber boots!



Monday, April 13, 2009

The Incredible, Edible Egg

I'm rather amazed at all the ways we find to incorporate eggs into Easter. First of all, there is the Easter egg hunt.
A good Easter egg hunt requires good baskets, preferable those that are monogrammed with your name.
Finally . . . they're both standing still, holding their baskets, looking at the camera, nearly smiling . . . but only for a moment.
Thank you, CINDY, for Hannah Kate's oh-so-cute Easter egg hunt outfit!
Now that's my boy . . . posing with his basket.
Hannah Kate found her first ever Easter egg . . . the PRIZE egg!
So, as do most 16-month olds, Hannah Kate dropped her basket but absolutely refused to let go of her egg. And she wasn't interested in finding anymore eggs, either!
Well, what can I say? This is definitely a Mason-moment. Oh, and his eggs (all 2 of them!) kept falling out of the basket so he kept bending down to pick them up, all the while thinking he'd filled up his basket . . . and then wanted to know later where all of his eggs were. I told him that he kept dropping the same 2 and picking them up again.
This was Hannah Kate's prize for finding the prize egg.

Well, not only do we hunt eggs . . . we dye them and decorate them, too!
Orange, blue, purple, green, red and yellow . . .
Hannah Kate was quite fascinated . . .
I wish I knew what Hannah Kate was thinking!
The red one was her favorite.
I promise she was not lapping the egg dye!
Mason is going in after an egg . . . Got it . . . almost!
The incredible, edible . . . DYED! . . . egg.


Sunday, April 12, 2009

Resurrection Rolls

In the midst of Easter eggs hunts, decorating and dying eggs, baskets, candy and new clothes, Mason and I made Resurrection Rolls to help him understand what Easter is really all about. We gathered our ingredients - butter, crescent rolls, cinnamon, sugar and giant marshmellows.
We read about Jesus' death, burial and resurrection in Mason's Bible.
The white marshmellow represents Jesus, our perfect sacrifice. "For He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him." ~2 Corinthians 5:21
Mason dipped the marshmellow in melted butter and rolled it in cinnamon and sugar. This represents the oils and spices used to annoint Jesus' body before he was laid in the tomb. "And Nicodemus, who at first came to Jesus by night, also came, bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about a hundred pounds. Then they took the body of Jesus, and bound it in strips of linen with the spices, as the custom of the Jews is to bury." ~John 19:39-40
Mason then rolled the marshmellow in the triangle of a crescent roll. The roll symbolizes the tomb where Jesus was buried. "Then he (Joseph of Arimathea) bought fine linen, took Him (Jesus) down, and wrapped Him in the linen. And he laid Him in a tomb which had been hewn out of the rock, and rolled a stone against the door of the tomb." ~Mark 15:46We placed the resurrection rolls on a cookie sheet and baked them in the oven at 350 degrees for 12 minutes.
After the rolls had cooled, Mason cut into them with a knife (a very dull one, of course!). Guess what?!? The marshmellow was gone! Praise the Lord, JESUS IS RISEN! He is alive! "But the angel answered and said to the women, 'Do not be afraid, for I know that you seek Jesus who was crucified. He is not here; for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay. And go quickly and tell His disciples that He is risen from the dead.'" ~Matthew 28:5-7a
As best a 3-year-old can, I think Mason is beginning to understand Jesus' death, burial and resurrection. This morning when we got home from church, he was talking about Jesus again. The conversation went a little something like this:
Mason: Jesus died.
Mommy: But then what happened?
Mason: The marshmellow was gone!


Tuesday, April 07, 2009

So Pretty



Sunday, April 05, 2009

Pickin' Flowers



Saturday, April 04, 2009

Small Things

Lots has been said about small stuff . . .

Don't sweat the small stuff.
If you cannot do great things, do small things in a great way.
There are so small churches, just small people.
This is one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.
You may be capable of great things, but life consists of small things.
A small leak can sink a great ship.
But my favorite is this Bible verse found in Zechariah 4:10 - For who has despised the day of small things?
I have learned to look for the small stuff . . . be thankful for the small stuff . . . celebrate the small stuff . . . and not fall into the mindset that it's just the big stuff that counts. I'm sure I've already lost you. But that's okay. I have a small thing to celebrate with you; however, it really isn't small to me at all. It's H U G E! But I know to you, it's a small thing. As a matter of fact, before this happened to me, I thought driveways were small things, too. Actually, I've never even thought about driveways at all. But that all changed about a week and a half ago when Mason, Hannah Kate and I watched as trees were uprooted and a culvert was installed for our new driveway.