I will now present our Easter Sunday in three parts. These parts have nothing to do with Holy Days, just the fact that we ended up celebrating in three separate locations in one day.
The day began at my parents' condo in Wisconsin. Matt and I got up early to go to church. The rest of the fam had gone the night before, but the Easter Vigil Mass was too late to take Harper to. Anyway, we walked in to see Harper in her booster seat eating a frosted Easter cookie! My mom said, "It's only the third one she's had," which, fortunately, wasn't true. Grandma only gave her the cookie after she ate cereal, yogurt, and a banana (can you say bottomless pit?). It would not be the last sweet food of the day.
Once Harper finished eating, we made her hunt for her Easter basket, which the bunny hid beneath the coffee table. To make it a little difficult, the case for her pack-n-play was covering it a little. We didn't let her struggle much, there were six adults in the room shouting encouragement and flat out telling her where to look. Since the Easter Bunny knew she wouldn't eat a bunch of candy, she got a Baby Einstein DVD, a set of Kevin Henkes books featuring various sweet treats, and three plastic bunnies with Gerber fruit snacks inside them.
As soon as Harper finished opening her goodies, we whisked her off for a nap, in hopes of insuring a little happiness during the rest of the crazy day.
Then the real fun began. My mom and dad filled little plastic eggs with money, but our initials on them, and hid them. So, even though we ranged in age from 20 to 29, we got to have our own Easter egg hunt. It was hilarious. My parents thoroughly enjoyed embarrassing us and laughed heartily while our frustration grew. Shannon found all her eggs first and therefore received the bonus egg, which nearly doubled her monetary treasure. It was good for her, since she's still trying to pay off medical bills from tearing her achilles.
After we all finished our hunting and napping activities, we dressed in our Easter finest and got ready to head to Burlington, to visit all the aunts, uncles, cousins, and great grandparents!
Doesn't Harper look lovely in her Easter dress, sweater, tights, and dress shoes? It is about a 45 minute car ride to my grandmother's house, where we were having lunch. Guess what Harper did on the way there. . . picked and pulled at her tights until she had a great big hole in them! So much for all that primping. At least the longer dress covered it most of the day.
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The hair pictures are priceless. Tell Matt that I think he is doing a fabulous job. Who doesn't love a baby with a mohawk?
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