Easter Sunday...should bring thoughts of Alleluia, the washing away of our sins, the sacrifice of Jesus. Or...perhaps Easter brings thoughts of new life with visions of chicks, bunnies, eggs, and new blooms on plants. At our house...Easter brought angst, tears, and attitude. I had no idea, but I was informed that Katie had absolutely nothing to wear. See...look at her closet:
And look at these cute skirts:
But, no...not a thing to wear. Evidently all hope was destroyed by a Target white cardigan. I had no idea, but it doesn't go with anything! Eventually, Katie decided on something and we were off to church. To be reminded of the real reason for Easter.
After church...we headed back to our pagan roots by having a big family and friends get together. We had an Easter buffet and then the biggest Easter Egg hunt in the world. Our friends bought 20 pounds of candy and stuffed 400 eggs (10 of which had gold dollars!) - which took almost an hour to hide. We lined up the hunters according to size (ranging in age from 3 to 24!) and set them loose. This was some serious competition!After all the eggs were found (although I am sure that we might continue to find them!)...all the "kids" were given ziplocks to dump out their candy...and then return the plastic eggs to be recycled for next year's hunt. And that is when the negotiations began. Who likes M&Ms? Who wants to trade for some nerds? I'll give you all my candy for your gold dollar...