Easter, mostly in pictures

EDIT: For some reason Firefox is showing the pictures in their unedited size and orientation for me. They are perfect in Explorer, though. No idea how to fix it. Is it the same for you guys, too? If so, my apologies, but I ain't doing it over unless someone can tell me a quick and easy fix.

The easter bunny was very good to the munchkin this year. And before you roll your eyes at the Tony Stewart cupholder, it was a very specific request. My kid loves Home Depot.


Afterwards, we went to Granny and Daddy Dave's for egg hunting.




And some more easter goodies...



I remembered at about 8 o'clock the night before that I'd wanted to start a tradition of knit bunnies for J every easter, so I had to come up with something quick. Here's blinding yellow yarn meets quick pattern:

J took one look at it and told me "I like the blue one better." Referencing the one I made him last year. I had to agree.

And Dad showed off his hillbilly roots with his newest acquisition.



And I'll leave you with a dose of cuteness.


This one loves to be held on her back and a good tummy rub. The others, not so much. She'll be the first one to go with her sweet disposition.

That is all.

I love this age

Jonas is at this age where he is just so much fun. Up until now he hasn't really had any interest in, or understanding of, the holidays. Even as recently as this past Christmas, he didn't really understand what the big fuss was all about, and it wasn't until all of the gifts were opened that he really understood, and wanted to play along.

But Easter... oh Easter! It was the beginning of a whole new phase in our lives as parents. I mean, he still isn't old enough to understand the meaning behind holidays or anything, but he is a much more willing and interested participant.

Of course, I was looking very forward to having an excuse to dye easter eggs, and neither of us were disappointed with this festivity. You know, it also made me realize how fuzzy my own memory is because I thought I remembered egg dying as this hours-long tedious process that required tons of preparation and what-not. Doing it with J, I think we had them dyed, dried, and back in the fridge in under 30 minutes.




Of course, the easter bunny paid a visit in the wee hours of Sunday morning. He left behind a fabulous basket of goodies (most of the non-candy variety) and a trail of easter eggs starting right in J's little hand, winding all through the house, and leading to the basket. J was a bit confused at first.

"Mama, what's that?" He asked, examining the egg in his hand.

"It's an easter egg. The Easter Bunny must have come last night." I replied.

"Oh, right, easter egg." He agreed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, still unsure.

"It's a clue. Look! There's more. Can you find them."

"Oh! Wook Mama, Clue's Clues eggs! I find them!" And he hopped out of bed, grabbed the strategically placed empty basket, and took off.

He was surprisingly adept at finding the eggs. I mean, to be honest, the bunny didn't hide them all that hard, but it didn't take very much prompting for him to find every single one of them.



Later in the afternoon we went to the grandparent's house for dinner and more egg hunting.





Steven is the greatest big cousin in the world. He's so good to J-man. Despite their age difference, I really hope that they remain close for their whole lives.

Oh yeah, just in case you were wondering... the hand-made bunny, while not nearly as adorable as all the bunnies available in the store, was warmly accepted by the munchkin. He was even bestowed a name, which is an honor that none of his other teddy bears have received. His name is now "Ollie".