Easter 2012 (Part 2)

Would you just look at these two beautiful, clear-eyed, round-cheeked little cherubs of mine?  I took these pictures of them right after we got home from church on Easter Sunday.  I think you can really see the beauty and innocence of Easter in their little faces.  After all, Easter is about the Lord Jesus who, thanks to his miraculous atonement and resurrection, holds in his hands the power to free us from our sins and make us as pure as little children once again.  When I look at this picture, I understand something more of why the Savior would desire to gather such sweet little children around him and declare that "of such is the kingdom of heaven" (Matt. 19.14).  This picture makes me want to hold these little children and feel the kingdom of heaven in my arms for just a minute too.

Of course, we live in a frail world, and the good times don't last.  Charlotte started melting down about ten minutes after I took that last picture and then I remembered why I look forward to nap time every day.  (Sorry, Lord, I'm a work in progress!)

So back to Easter Saturday for a moment ... After the kids checked out their Easter baskets, we headed over to the annual Fall Creek Easter Egg Hunt at a nearby park.  As you will notice, the pictures from the egg hunt are very "Grey-centric."  While Grey was in the 0-2 age hunt, and thus got to enjoy a leisurely egg hunting session, Charlotte's group (the 3-5 year olds) rapidly swarmed over the field like a bunch of locusts and had stripped it of every last egg before she even knew that the egg hunt had started.

Daddy holding Grey back from a false start.

Grey really got into egg hunting and picked up around fifteen or so eggs.

Charlotte just walked away with this pinwheel.  But since she got a pinwheel, she didn't care that she didn't get a single egg.

The kids enjoyed a ride around the parking lot on the little train even more than the egg hunt.

And of course, as is tradition, we went by Sonic for drinks afterward and then the kids hit the pool as soon as we got home.  

Later that afternoon, while a certain tiny tornado was sweetly dreaming in his crib, Daddy and Charlotte colored Easter eggs.

On Sunday, we enjoyed church and a family dinner with Aunt Ashley and Uncle Michael, our cousins the Burrs, and our friends the Richardsons and the Packers, and another Easter egg hunt.  But by then, Mommy was tired of taking pictures and ready for non-Easter Monday.  See you next year, Easter!