Easter weekend...

Some friends of our set up a great picnic/easter egg hunt/park evening the saturday before Easter and it was so much fun, we're talking somewhere around 100 people were there! Carter kind of got what was going on during the Easter egg hunt, but really his favorite parts were the park and playing baseball.



He wasn't really into the candy on Easter Sunday either, he carried around his bucket of easter eggs for almost three weeks before it was all gone. The kid has got amazing self-control, we have no idea where he gets it. Joe and I downed a whole box of wheat thins last night, someone needs to start cooking dinner around here- but we'll save the lazy housewife post for later. Grandma Benson sent Carter a whole bag of non-edible goodies (so smart) for Easter and we have read his new Curious George and Thomas the Tank Engine books EVERY DAY since Easter. I think we need to expand our book collection in these categories becasue I have every work memorized. I felt bad about my parenting at the end of the day on Easter though because I know we failed to really celebrate this most important holiday of the year for what it truly is. While we talked about Jesus, it wasn't the focal point of the day. Next year I vow to do it the right way, while still enjoying the lighter side (he will only be 3, though an easter basket full of sugar won't get old at any age:).



Here is the only picture we took of our big boy in his Easter outfit- he looked so grown up it made me sad. Can't he just stay this age forever?