Easter

Easter Sunday was the day after we came home from our trip to NYC. Despite coming in very late and being exhausted from a whole days travel, the boys woke up energized and ready to look for eggs. The special thing about the eggs at my mom's house is that she doesn't hide candy. She hides money. We have a running joke that it is great to find eggs that jingle, but it's better to find ones that don't. In fact, she often will put one special egg out that contains a $10 bill or something like that. Of course, sis and I look for that one too.


The three babies got a chance to participate, but only the little girl really understood what to do. She even found an egg all by herself! The boys ran around and followed the big kids. Baby even removed his shoes and ran in the dirt. He must get that from his dad.
When all the eggs were found, the kids ran inside and proceeded to open all the plastic containers to find M&M's, quarters, dimes, nickles, and chocolate eggs wrapped in foil. And of course, some eggs were worth more than others.

The best part is that the seven (that's right, SEVEN) were together to celebrate this holiday and build a great memory for when they are all grown up. For now though, they are truly enjoying what it means to be a child. I love it.