Easter Festivities

I really wasn't on top of it for Easter this year, perhaps next year will be the year I do fun stuff for them. I didn't get around to baskets, or new church outfits like I had planned. The stuff I got for baskets I've just randomly given to them since Sunday. However, we did have a family Easter Egg hunt when my sister was visiting with her kiddos last week, so I don't feel like my boys have a Charlie Brown type life despite my lack of enthusiasm this year.
Michael sat down and immediately started eating the chocolate in the first egg he found, but Jacob got the hang of it, I think only because he didn't realize what was in them initially.
I am an aunt to these crazy kids and I adore them all!

I made these hooded bath towels for them, I had intended to do something more fun to embellish them but didn't get around to it, but the towels are great, cover the head and reach the ankles! They are really quite easy to make, and I only broke one needle on the sewing machine!




We spend Sunday afternoon at the park for a BBQ with Mark's family and I pulled out another part of what was to be in their easter baskets- little kites, only about 4 inches in diameter with a really long tail and they flew great!
Jacob and Daddy.
Jacob's kite flying high. What is it about the feeling of being in control of a kite?

Michael was far too busy playing with his cousin AJ that is 9 months older to have the patience for a kite. He had more fun playing cricket...
and soccer with big cousin Cody (soon to be on a mission) and little cousin AJ...
and what is he doing on the ground?
One guess- TRAIN! What more can I say? Trains will follow us because they are always near and dear to his heart.

It was kind of a weird Easter because I feel like we didn't get to focus on Christ and the resurrection like we should. But it looks like Michael remembered what he learned on Sunday because he was playing with his paper Jesus and tomb today, that he got in Sunbeam class on Sunday, and he was remembering the story pretty well. But in the story Jesus doesn't die, he just "needs a rest" according to Michael. Seems like an appropriate assumption at the age of 3.