a sweet Easter at home

A belated happy Easter to all. We nearly rang in Easter five hours early after Kate came in to ask if it was morning. In his delirious state Cody said she could go play. When I came to, hearing the kids with explore their Easter baskets, I asked Cody what time it was, "Oh, 1:45," was his response. What a cruel world. And a cruel Mother. It fell on me to go break the news to two very excited children that they had to put down the baskets, the eggs, the clues and crawl back into bed for a few more hours. They weren't overly receptive. Skeptical though I was, they did listen and were able to get back to sleep until just shy of seven.

As always, it is so sweet to watch them hunt together, their level of compassion and cooperation is almost unbelievable. They are genuinely supportive and excited for one and other when they discover and share each others' treasures. 

 

Our 2015 collection of eggs. It's not just the photo, these eggs are beautiful.

 A pre-Easter paint.

Elliott though a little less dedicated to the craft, genuinely loves picking up a brush. Instead of painting he mainly focused on mixing paint - creating new colours.

The fruits of Kate's Easter weekend.

And the downside to our Easter. Snow, snow, snow. The temperature remained low enough that very little melted and in actuality we had quite a bit more come down.

Lots of "Spring" love. CAKE