Easter 2013 (It’s About Time!)

Yes. Yes I am a month behind on my blog. I’m sorry! I was recently put in charge of my ward’s blog and for some reason that’s all the blogging I feel like doing most times. Plus…by the time I go through all of my pictures I could use on this blog I’ve wasted an hour and then I have to be going to bed or doing something else. So.

This year we went down to Fillmore for Easter and it was awesome!

First, the annual Easter Egg Hunt at the Fillmore City Park right across the street from where I grew up, and a little bit of what we do around the house:

Next, no trip to Fillmore is complete with out some hang time with our special friends Kara and Audrey. My boys would live in their house and never leave their sides if I would let them ;). Also, the Easter Bunny came during the only 15 minutes it was raining that day. Duh.

This next group of pictures are just random ones I really love from the weekend. Such as Morgan looking at a bright blue egg and not picking it up. Only looking. Not touching. And Mason dancing up and down with excitement from the bubbles; and last of all our family pretending we are farmers by pulling a harrow with a four-wheeler in the pasture (it was a lot of fun!).

Last of all we got to spend a lot of time with family we really love, but don’t talk about much here on the blog; Great Grandma Day and Uncle Preston. We love them forever! These pictures were taken at her house/backyard.

Thank you to all of our wonderful family and friends down in Fillmore that made Easter such a fun and special time!

And-I will be posting more this week

Just so I never forget what he said…

Sorry. I totally plan on posting pictures from Easter etc, but I need to hurry and post something Mason said this morning…just so I never forget. And this is ONLY a journal moment for me, so please don’t feel like you need to read it.

He’s said a lot of things, actually, that I wish I would have hurried and just posted; like the time he asked a friend of ours, “Can I borrow that cute little pink baby?”. Or the time he told me he would wipe my tears…and then proceeded to do so with his towel. But anyway, back to today’s little conversation.

I was explaining to Mason that a big storm was coming and we needed to go outside and pick up the toys. He informed me he did not like storms. I told him I didn’t either. A few moments later he said as calmly as anything,

    “I will just tell Jesus to keep the storm. I will tell him to keep the storm. Jesus can just hold the storm".

I don’t know if he’s heard the story of Jesus calming the sea, or if he just knows that Jesus can do all things, and His mission here was to calm our own storms, and hold them for us when we no longer can or when we have repented.

Maybe something from Conference this weekend, or Primary or scriptures has floated in to his little heart and decided to stay there. I hope it always does. I love my boys, and I love Him.