I remember growing up a few years where everyone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Everyone got up and was just upset with each other, got on each others nerves, etc. At the end of the day, there were no pictures of us in our fancy Easter clothes. This was our year.
We got up and did the Easter basket thing which went fine until Andrew got up and everything was "mine, mine, mine." Then we were rushing around getting ready for church. 8:30 a.m. is early for Mass on Sundays in general but especially on Easter Sunday. Unfortunately, our church doesn't have nursery on holidays which makes a long hour for parents. Austin was standing on the pew, sitting on the kneeler, etc. and Andrew just wanted to run around. By the end of Mass, we were all ready for communion to be finished and us to get out of there. Totally NOT how you should be on a Sunday and definitely not on Easter. This is the one picture of someone in their Easter best.
We came home, got out of our clothes, and the kids had some quiet time in their room. Gene and I had quiet time as well, reading the paper like an old married couple. Around lunch time, we went to Mom and Dennis' house for lunch and an Easter egg hunt. Andrew finally got the hang of hunting eggs and Austin found the "prize" egg.
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