Our Easter celebration began on Friday evening when the kids colored their eggs. Since they are still little I buy the cheap color tablets and they just dunk the eggs. I also only boil a dozen eggs total because they are just like me and wont eat them once they are died. I have tried everything to make them understand that once the shells are off they are just normal hard boiled eggs but they don't care. So here they are enjoying the 20 minutes it took them to dye there eggs.
Saturday my sister and brother Nick rode with the kids and I out to Heath, Ohio (where we are originally from) to spend time with my dads side of the family and our cousin Cathy and her husband who live in Switzerland. They hadn't been home since the week Ian was born 3 1/2 years ago. Heath is a small town that has been growing lately. It was strange driving through town seeing all the new restaurants and stores that have gone in and very weird to see two restaurants where my middle school once stood.
Once we got to my grandparents house we made our way inside there tiny little house filled with what seemed like a million people. My dad was one of seven children and all his brothers and sister where there plus most of there kids which consist of two a piece (except for Steph, Nick, and I) and then half of us grandchildren now have kids and we were all in a 3 bedroom ranch. You could barley turn your head let alone walk anywhere but it was nice to see everyone. At one point the kids were all getting restless so some of us adults took them for a little walk to see the neighbors horses. When I was little the house at the end of the street belonged to my second grade teacher and they had tons of horses. The horses are still there but my teacher isn't, so that was a little sad.
Yesterday morning the kids woke up to find a trail of eggs leading to the baskets the Easter bunny left for them. I'm not sure who started this but growing up my mom would also make three trails (one for each of us) with both the plastic and real eggs leading to our baskets and I have kept this tradition alive. All though the best years where the ones when the baskets and trials were outside but since Emma was born we have not had a warm enough Easter day to do that.
Of course the kids had to take everything out of the basket to get a good look at what they got. Then it was off to the bath and to get their Easter outfits on. In normal fashion Ian did not want to cooperate and have his picture taken so this was the best I could get.
Then it was off to Dave's moms house for a traditional Easter lunch, and egg hunt with Dave's cousins 7 girls, and then a movie for the adults, and play time for the kids. By the time we got home at 7 last night I was completely worn out and ready for bed.
Most people's Easters probably ended there but this year for us we will be going to my moms moms house this coming Saturday for Easter with all of them and then we will done. Hopefully Ian will take some better pictures because the two of them together in their outfits is just too cute!