Giant Easter Post

It's the Tuesday night after Easter and I feel behind. I could literally separate this into three or four decent posts, but alas laziness has won out. I've had so many thoughts spinning through my head these past days ranging from salvation issues all the way down to how many more days can I go justifying Easter candy as a meal...? I'll meet you all somewhere in between. Starting with the photo session that left me needing both a cold shower and a glass of wine.

Location: Carlsbad Inn
Attendees: 4 kids, 3 crazy hopeful parents

I'm still not sure what egg dying has to do with the resurrection of Christ...I guess it has about the same relevancy as wearing fancy dresses and taking photographs in a garden. Nonetheless it's fun and if you have 3 year old and a 5 year old it's a good way to shave off about 8 minutes of your Saturday afternoon.

Bonus: if you also have a 1 year old you'll shave off about 108 calories just trying to keep her away from the dye. Lord have mercy it's a good thing she's cute...

One day I plan to devote an entire blog post to the searing pain of a Sunday morning for a church going mama...while I don't have quite the energy to go into it now, I'll give you the Reader's Digest version. I'm pretty sure there's something working against moms on Sunday mornings. I typically make it to church with my hair in a bun, a touch of concealer {which I applied in the car} and a quick swipe of tinted chapstick. I may or may not have banana smeared on my shoulder and there's a 50/50 chance I forgot to put on deoderant. Anyone??

This Easter Sunday, I took a stand. I decided I would have clean hair, mascara on my lashes and absolutely no banana on my clothes. Samantha sensed my eagerness and cried at the door the whole time I showered, blew my hair dry AND curled it. Trent figured there must be something he should be wanting too and kicked the door to echo her screams. I finally let her in. Destruction in 2 seconds flat.

Yep, we left for church with the bathroom a mess and the rest of the house looking like a bomb went off. I put all of that out of my mind and resolved to have a beautiful day. And. We. Did.

Seriously it was a near perfect day. Blessed fellowship and worship at church. Followed by breaking bread and sharing laughter with family. 

level of accessibility is important 

you know she's thinking, "I'm so glad none of these children are mine"

older cousins helping younger ones

Indeed it was a great day. Dare I say we got a decent picture of our family of five? Gathering and celebrating needs to happen more often. Celebrating Christ's resurrection needs to happen more often, like everyday. Daily remembering His sacrifice on Calvary is crucial to our own victory over sin and abundant life in Jesus Christ. 

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life." John 3:16 Do you believe? I hope so. He is risen, He is risen indeed!!