My nephew had his first Easter hunting for eggs. He found his first one, sat down, opened it, and was no longer interested in searching for any others.
This boy. This boy is so sweet I could eat him with a spoon.
Sometimes you have to ask for help. Sometimes your giant cousin will make you say "please." That's just how the world works.
Much like we enjoy celebrating our country's independence by blowing thangs up, we like to celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior by beating the tar out of a pinata.
His fingers got pinched by his overzealous daddy while trying to hit the pinata. Believe me when I say that there were no less than 6 different people immediately rushing to comfort him.
It's Easter! Our time of Lenten sacrifice is over. Now outta my way so I can get to the sweets!! (Seriously. They had a count down.) I took to saying "Christos anesti! Now gimme some candy!" I don't know, that little saying might have some sticking power.
My beauties on Easter morn. I had no idea that they were all color coordinated. Now I wish that a better photographer had taken their picture. And that maybe I had been in it. Alas, that is what happens when you are the family photographer. My children will have a hard time finding photos of me someday.
I hope your Easter was joyful and filled with things that reminded you of how deeply you are loved.