The Easter Bunny pulled through with the string once again.
Everyone was pretty excited to find those baskets.
We don't have church until noon so we got to spend the morning finishing up our Holy Week scriptures and talking through each of these symbols:
We also watched the videos I posted yesterday back HERE. Oh man I adore those.
Followed by eggs Benedict...which was pretty dang exciting because Grace and I got the Hollandaise sauce perfect for the first time ever without my mom's help:
HERE and the Easter one is HERE, Elle make more of those!)
We enjoy that puppy...most of the time.
This was Lucy's pondering-paper during the sacrament:
Church was followed by our traditional gathering and dinner at my sis-in-law's house.
Egg hunt ready:
Lucy wasn't messing around on that I tell you.
One egg was here:
...and another was in the exhaust pipe of this car. It was the "money egg" which got stuffed even further up in there when one of the cousins tried to grab it.
...which was fixed by Papa turning the car on and it popped out.
We missed Max and Elle pretty fiercely through all the hoopla. So much so that I got teary a few times. How did they change from this so quickly??
We got to talk to Elle Belle over FaceTime and got these pics of her with her roommates.
They celebrated by listening to one of these great girls give an awesome Easter talk in church (Elle recorded it and sent it to us), and colored their own Easter eggs last night.
And here's all we got from Max, in some Internet cafe with his brand new companion off in a tiny little rural town in Taiwan that he moved to last week.
Those smiles make me happy.
So grateful for such a sacred day to celebrate the glory and divine beauty of the resurrection.
And that I can be with all these people I love forever.
In Young Women yesterday we got to share our favorite scriptures.
That's tough to pick, but I shared Mosiah 5:12 where the people who want to follow Christ are taking upon them His name. I love how it says, "I would that ye should remember to retain the name [of Christ] written always in your hearts...that ye [will] hear and know the voice by which ye shall be called."
How I hope that I can remember, not only on Easter, that I want that name written upon my heart at all times and that I will strive to live my life in such a way that I can know His voice and follow it.
So grateful for His life, and that because of Him, we can be saved.