It has been a beautiful Easter day. Here are the guys in front of the weeping cherry tree. Aren't they handsome? Or making weird faces, as the case may be?
The bunny over Scoot's head was a member of this family. We all tried our hands at folding napkin bunnies, with varying success. It was fun, though.
It was warm enough to hunt eggs outside. The boys found them all over.
I actually took the precaution of making notes of the eggs' locations this time.
It turned out to be unnecessary, but I felt safer with the list in my pocket.
I think we like blue and green, and we kept hoping the purple dye would turn out better.
We had some fun this morning. More importantly, we were touched by words and music at church this afternoon. We are so grateful for the atoning sacrifice of our Savior, and the glorious resurrection he promises to share with us.
Scoot has been studying Russia at school. One of his recent assignments was to paraphrase the lyrics of Sting's song, "Russians." You know, to see if he got it. The paraphrase was supposed to reflect the ideas more than rhyme or meter, but Scoot wanted to write something singable. So we got to hear the song quite a few times as he tried out his words. Good thing we like it.