Easter 2011

Better two months late than never...

This year's Easter was considerably more eventful than last year. For one, Jack could eat the candy. Which he did plenty of.

We took part in the Baker's annual Easter egg hunt on Saturday morning. Jack was not disappointed, and neither were we. Chris was able to help jack with gathering his candy - which consisted of the few pieces within a two-foot radius; he didn't deviate from the candy in his hand very often. I handled the video camera and the still shots... there was no mistake in whose child Jack was... nor that he is my first. I'm pretty sure I took more pictures than necessary.

These are the little ones who got in on the fun early with a 30 second head start (maybe more, I can't remember). Clearly, Jack knows what's going on. I was just surprised that he sat there as long as he did.
Putting candy in a basket involves it leaving your hand... a concept Jack was not familiar with, nor welcomed. It was rather entertaining to watch Chris try to pry it out of his hands, or shake his arm to get him to let go.

He was very polite and kept to himself, until he saw something he wanted from another pile of someone else's... Luckily, in this case, Dax didn't mind... though, I'm not sure he had a choice.

He was also the happy recipient of what Isaac wanted to "share" (or rather, what he didn't care for)...

He happily enjoyed the spoils, wrapper in-tact.

When he did get to enjoy the candy without the wrapper, he was in sugar heaven, content as can be.

He didn't care too much, however, for me trying to get his attention when there were clearly better things to be doing with his time.

I'm sure his fit here happened when we took something out of his hand. Sheesh. Notice his mouth full of chocolate?

We headed over to the Lewis home on Saturday afternoon, where there were more eggs and candy to be had.
Jack's cousins Brynlie and Chloe searching for eggs

Jack had fun opening and playing with the fun gift Nana gave him.

And, of course, what would a holiday be (or anything, for that matter) without some mad faces from Jack?

Maybe he was unhappy because there were some (or one) hunters who didn't belong... but those are Lindt chocolate bunnies in my hand. Who wouldn't want to get in on the goodness?

We finished up the weekend with the annual treasure hunt at the Orton home on Sunday evening. It's been fun to see the cute faces of my nieces and nephews each year as they've gotten more and more into it.

Jack, of course, got in on the fun by helping himself to a piece of chocolate and breaking the wrapper off in his mouth. Luckily, Chris was there to fish it out (heaven forbid I leave my post behind my camera and help my son).

I love this face.

This is his first Easter basket, given to him after getting home from all the excitement (if I can remember right, there were too many fits interspersed with a nap we were trying to get him to take to remember to give it to him that morning).

But I think he liked it. He wasn't ashamed to dive right in, trying to open the apple juice first.

Can you tell he liked his bunny ears?

It was a fun weekend, with overall way too much candy. You'd think that candy is what Easter is all about.

I would be ungrateful if I didn't say how thankful I am for the Atonement of my Savior... I am overwhelmed by his life, his love, his sacrifice. Words cannot explain my thoughts or feelings... and perhaps they never will, but I find peace in knowing that my Savior knows my heart and mind... and that brings me comfort on a daily basis as I pour out my soul to my Father in Heaven. Happy Easter (two months late).