Six Little Bunnies

This was the first Easter since 2010 that we were able to spend with my brother and his family. All our little bunnies didn’t want the fun to end. My mom and stepdad love putting together a million plastic egg for the Easter Egg hunt, and then my brother and I struggled through trying to hide them all. We started in the house, ran out of hiding places, and so we ended up scattering the last fifty out on the grass in their backyard, where our five little bunnies (one was too little to hunt) ran around like crazy people and scavenged them all. A fun (yet crazy) activity for all involved.

Holiday services at church are pretty hard in this stage of life that we’re in. Typically, our church doesn’t have “Children’s Church” on holidays, which means the kids are in big people church with us. My brother’s church (the one he attends when he’s home from serving overseas) was the same way. So, we had all of our kids in the service with us (except their youngest, and our youngest), and by golly, if that’s not the most distracting thing ever, I don’t know what is. Trying to shush them. Trying to keep them quietly entertained. Trying to encourage them, yes, i know, you’ve already colored that entire picture twice, but can’t you just use your imagination and pretend that it’s blank again!? One kid is on the floor, one kid is turning colored pencils into parking spaces for his hot wheels, and one kid is begging for a snack while simultaneously asking non-stop why he has to sit in here with us and when are we going home, when the whole ride to church he begged to let us keep him in with us and not make him go to his separate room.

Think I got anything out of the sermon?

As we speak, my brother’s family is on a plane, traveling back to their home away from home. We loved being able to celebrate a few holidays with them during their time back. Our kids created a lot of memories. And this, of course, makes us more sad. Today on the way to dropping off Carter at preschool, he asked, when am i ever going to see abbey and charlie again? I told him it was going to be a couple of years. yeah, but how old will i be? And when my answer was six. I saw his little shoulders drop and heard him give a little sigh.