Thanks to the lovely little Internet guy that came out and fixed our technology today, we’re back in the land of the wi-fi and just in time to pretend that posts about Easter holidays are still relevant!
For starters, I had grand ambitions (always) of making my own Easter skirt this year. Which, I actually did! And before 2 a.m. Easter morning to boot!
And once again, we played around with our travel times. This time, we left after Marion got out of school on Thursday afternoon. It worked out pretty much perfectly, seeing as how she passed out as soon as we hit the highway.
We also got to see sunset across the bayous
It also meant we were all well rested for the festivities on Friday!
Festivities that included a whole bunch of little kiddos
Grandparents and great-grandparents holding babies
And lots of really pretty eggs!
Of course, Easter egg hunting as well
Seven kids all kinda sorta looking at the camera (or at least in the same general direction, even if it wasn’t at my camera)- score!
Josh hunted (and found) a pretty sweet tan line from a 40 mile bike ride on the Natchez Trace
Apparently the Easter bunny hunted Eliza
And found her!
We were able to spend Saturday afternoon with Mamaw, which is always such a treat
Eliza is obsessed with sticking her fingers in people’s mouths now; Mamaw is no exception
Easter morning prep
Marion got a new bunny friend
A friend she immediately smothered with love
Eliza wasn’t left out (but since she doesn’t exactly get the idea of holidays now, mama gets some leeway on completion dates)
My sweet girls
Daddy and his girls
A rare picture of me with my babies (and proof my skirt was finished!)
Marion and Belle are up to absolutely no good as we got the house ready for John Paul’s baptism celebration
My little string Bean
Amanda and her butter Bean (John Paul is four months younger than Eliza and outweighs her already. I see him paying for his mama & daddy’s retirement with football in his future!)
And a hysterical series of pictures that speak for themselves
And thanks to my brother Al for the family picture (these are rarer than even the elusive mama & babies picture)
WIDE awake at 5 a.m. and ready for the trip back
And anyone that knows me knows a road trip is not complete without a stop at Waffle House! Which, by the way, this trip was tame in comparison to others. We only made one stop by the House. I think we set a record over Christmas with eating three meals in a row at the welcoming (if a wee bit sticky) booths of the House.
My kids are such road trip pros and (usually) such good sports about it
Eliza is seven months old and this was her third road trip of 8+ hours
I’m a road warrior!
And finally home, to a welcome from our garden!