For a number of past years, the Easter holiday has been, shall we say uneventful. My parents' stopped giving us Easter baskets years ago (not that I need the candy) and I'd occassionally dye some eggs or go to the Easter Pageant but that was about it. Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy the chance to reflect upon the death and resurrection of Christ (aka the true meaning of Easter) but it seems like everything is more eventful when there are kiddos around.
The Thursday before Easter we went to the Easter Pageant at the Mesa Temple with my family, Nate's parents, my brother and sister-in-law and their three daughters. As is tradition with the Easter Pageant we all got there early to claim some seats, ate our dinner picnic style and cuddled up to wait for dark when the pageant would start. I can remember doing something like this since I was in Young Women's going to the pageant for the first time, though I have to admit the cuddling is much better now that I have a hubby. As we waited for the pageant to start, my nieces pulled out sheets of paper and walked around asking the ushers/cast members for their autographs. They were so excited to come back with their sheets full of signatures from Follower of Christ, Unwise Virgin, Roman Guard, etc.
On Saturday we went for a hike at Peralta Pass with my niece Kaylee who was staying with us for the weekend. I had never hiked Peralta before but the weather was perfect as it was cool and had just finished raining earlier in the day. I loved seeing the trail all clean, green and glistening with rain drops, though I had to admit some desert plants give off an interesting odor when they are wet. We couldn't quite peg what plant it was but all along the trail something kept giving off an odor that bordered on clean/fresh and musty/revolting.
On Easter Sunday we went to Nate's parent's house for dinner and an egg hunt. My nieces looked adorable in their matching Easter dresses their mom made, complete with white hats. Aaaahh, I aspire to be that creative.
The kids all waited patiently as we hid the eggs. I spotted my nephew Ryan sitting all by himself far away on the side of the curb waiting for the hunt to start. Didn't we hid those eggs well? The funniest one was a metallic green egg that must have blended in with the grass because we sat back and watched almost all of the kids run by it several times before I pointed it out to one of them.
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