Easter at Home

Judah gets having fun.  I mean… He parties.  Last Sunday Zac and I set him loose in the front yard to find plastic eggs filled with cheerios (which is what he eats pretty much every day) and it might have been a life-altering experience.

I thought 12 Easter eggs would keep him busy all afternoon, but about 5 minutes after we started, he was asking for “muw”.

This was my first Easter to actually be a parent.  Most holidays we spend with our family.  I realize more than ever how holidays are made to feel special by my mother, the master of all the womanly arts.  She creates an atmosphere with all her homemade pies, decorations, and gifts for everyone.  I have so much to learn!

Even though I’m a rookie, we enjoyed our first Easter at home together as our own little family.  Here’s a shot of us just 1 year ago. What happened to my tiny (and bald) baby!?