Happy Easter

David was so excited about Easter Sunday, he got up at 5:53am.  Houston wasn't far behind.  Why is it they will sleep in on days we have to be up early and get up on days we have time to sleep in?  Oh well, the Easter Bunny came to see us.  He brought with him all kinds of good stuff...chocolate, jelly beans, smarties and  big chocolate bunny for the two older boys.  He also brought Houston and David piggy banks.  Momma made pancakes for breakfast, but after 2 mini-reeces peanut butter cups, 2 hershey's kisses, 1/2 a peep, 3 jelly beans and the head of his chocolate bunny, Houston didn't feel like eating anything else.  I'm surprised he didn't throw up at the table.

We made it to 9:45 church just in time with no tears to boot.  It was an Easter miracle.  After church and 53 pictures in the gardens, we packed up and headed out to Mooma and Pop-I's for the afternoon.  There, we had a full spread with both sets of grandparents, a great grandmother, an uncle and a great aunt.  The food was good as usual.  Then, for me, it was time to retire to watch the final round of The Masters; for the little ones, it was nap time; for the ladies, it was time for dominoes; and for Tucker, Uncle Stokes and the two granddads, it was time to fish.  30 minutes and 4 Mickelson birdies later, I went out to check on the action...or lack thereof.  Papa had outfitted the group with new brim busters, crickets and wigglers, but the fish would not cooperate.  Not even with Uncle Stokes on one end of the pole.  So, everyone packed up and came back in.  Some joined me, some joined the game and some just napped.

We wound up staying all afternoon and into the evening...leaving just before meltdown.  We got home just in time wash up and get the boys to bed.  They were all exhausted.  It was a nice Easter.