At The End of the Day... on Easter

"In all of living, have much fun and laughter. Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured."
~Gordon B. Hinckley

We spent Easter Sunday with just us...our family of six. (Jon is obviously taking the picture.)

And. We. Had. Fun!

While dinner was cooking in the oven we decided to have a little Easter egg hunt in our little back yard. Sierra was hiding the plastic eggs for the little ones, and while doing so I secretly grabbed the cascarones Chelsea and Noah helped make to crack one on her head...

She almost got away. It seems that the older our kids get, the more crazy-fun they become. They all just secretly tried cracking cascarones on each others heads.

Noah didn't seem too interested in the hunt for eggs. He was too busy laughing at his sisters who were running around like wild chickens; cracking these cascarones on each other's heads. I went ahead and gave him one to see if he knew what to do with it... and he did! He didn't have the strength to fully crack it on my head, and so I helped him crack it on his sister's head.

As we heard the thunder approaching and felt drops of rain on our skin, we decided to go inside and take a look at what was put inside their plastic eggs.

I started this tradition called "The Story of Jesus Christ" which I found in the Friend magazine almost five years ago. Instead of filling the eggs with candy I fill them with pieces of paper that tell the Story of Christ. It has been another fun tradition we have had ever since I discovered it. The pieces of paper are numbered and so the girls put it in order to tell the story. Since doing it for five years it never becomes repetitious, and it is a reminder to us of the Lord's sacrifice. I LOVE the look on the girls faces as they read the story. They never get disappointed if there is no candy inside. (o.k... so I put a few pieces of chocolate inside some of the eggs...just in case!) 

We are a family that likes to have crazy-fun. We are a family that likes to make cascarones every year to crack on each others heads. But at the end of the day we realize, and don't forget what is important in our lives on Easter Sunday, and our purpose of being here; and that is trying to live a life as our Savior.