How does one keep a small boy still(ish) and quiet during a worship service when he's on a beach covered in sand (dusty dirt?) and all he wants to do is dig?
The answer: Pretzels!
Then a little loving (poking) for his sister...
And then it's time to dig!!
and pour...
Checking out the water...
Not allowed to get in today... can you guess why?
Feeling parched.
Meanwhile, our baby girl is happy as a clam on the blanket out of the sun.
Later in the day, after baths and naps... my boy 'searched' for his Easter Basket.
"H... you can't find it?... why don't you look right there on that chair in the middle of the living room?!!"
"I pound (found) it Mommy!!"
"Good job H!!"
But you'd think by the looks of this picture that Easter baskets are pure torture...
N was a little happy about it...
And then H lightened up too!
That's right. He got some of his last "fruit gacks" in one of his eggs as an Easter treat.
Beautiful day. Beautiful children. Beautiful Savior risen and alive!!
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