What do eggs even have to do with Easter??
It's the day after Easter. Today I'm looking at all of my friends' social media pages and seeing all of the Easter baskets and Easter egg hunts that everyone did with their littles. Some of these kiddos are even wearing their Sunday best. We're in lockdown during a pandemic and these moms still managed to wrestle their little angels into pretty flower dresses, or adorable bow-tie suspender combos.
Do you know what we did yesterday? We made breakfast and ate while watching church from home in our PJs. We then went out to the river and took a walk as a family and watched daddy fish. After that we came home ate lunch quickly and took a much needed nap (my son is almost 2 and still sleeps on me for his naps, I wouldn't change it for the world). When we woke up we watched some Disney Junior and I cooked Easter dinner for 3 and my husband went out to the yard to put his newly built fire pit to work with all the scraps from building the garden beds. After dinner we all got settled into our jammies and went out by the fire for a few minutes. Then we came in and went to sleep.
There was no egg dying. Luckily Pops and Grandmary came by the day before and gave Charlie an Easter basket because we surely did not. We did no hunt. We didn't dress up. We hardly celebrated other than listening to the story of Christ's resurrection and enjoying the season of Spring that is upon us. I have to say, I don't think this would have happened this way if the world as we know it wasn't turned upside down.
We probably would have bought a last minute basket and filled it with a bunch of junk that will inevitably be thrown behind the TV stand or under the couch. We would have all dressed up and gone to church and then gone to my mom's house and then gone to my in law's house. We would have spent the day running around, the only fresh air being in the car with the windows rolled down. We might have done an Easter egg hunt that the church would have put on and that would have been that.
I liked our Easter. I liked the quality time that we as a family of 3 got to spend with each other. I liked the fresh air that we breathed and the walk that we took. I liked the small dinner that we had. I enjoyed that lack of rushing around and stress. I miss our families. I miss my church. I miss person to person interaction. But I am so very grateful for the opportunity to slow it down and soak it in.
Today's success: quality family time.
Do you know what we did yesterday? We made breakfast and ate while watching church from home in our PJs. We then went out to the river and took a walk as a family and watched daddy fish. After that we came home ate lunch quickly and took a much needed nap (my son is almost 2 and still sleeps on me for his naps, I wouldn't change it for the world). When we woke up we watched some Disney Junior and I cooked Easter dinner for 3 and my husband went out to the yard to put his newly built fire pit to work with all the scraps from building the garden beds. After dinner we all got settled into our jammies and went out by the fire for a few minutes. Then we came in and went to sleep.
We probably would have bought a last minute basket and filled it with a bunch of junk that will inevitably be thrown behind the TV stand or under the couch. We would have all dressed up and gone to church and then gone to my mom's house and then gone to my in law's house. We would have spent the day running around, the only fresh air being in the car with the windows rolled down. We might have done an Easter egg hunt that the church would have put on and that would have been that.
I liked our Easter. I liked the quality time that we as a family of 3 got to spend with each other. I liked the fresh air that we breathed and the walk that we took. I liked the small dinner that we had. I enjoyed that lack of rushing around and stress. I miss our families. I miss my church. I miss person to person interaction. But I am so very grateful for the opportunity to slow it down and soak it in.
Today's success: quality family time.
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