Here Comes Peter Cottontail

Russ and I took the family to my parents' house the night before Easter to spend the night.  We can barely make it to church on time when we are home, so I knew traveling with all the extra Easter morning festivities would prove challenging.

And the Easter bunny still found my little chicks...

Each year gets more and more fun as I watch Millie Janalee take in all the festive holidays.  I remember how I used to mourn each stage passed as she was growing up.   I still find myself doing that sometimes, but now I know that every stage is so much fun in its own way.

Smith is getting more and more aware of what's going on.  More than that, he pretty much does everything his big sister does!  She says, "Let's go play in my room" and his feet pitter patter right behind her.  It took a while to get Smith focused on his own baskets...and not his sister's.  But once he did, I think he was pleased.

These sweet moments are the ones I will look back on with tears in my eyes.  Because I know there is no way to soak them in as much as you want to.  You will always wish you held them longer, were more patient, and played Barbie dolls more.  As I write this they are both asleep on the other end of the house.  And it's when they are quiet and asleep that I miss them most and reflect back on my day and how bad I thought it was.  And think to myself, "Was it really that bad?"  Sometimes the answer is "YES!  It was bad!"  Haha!  But most days, it really wasn't as bad as it seemed in the moment.  Maybe they won't be scarred for life.

These are the days.  These are probably the fullest days and the days we will look back on most heartsick for those innocent babies and the time we had to invest in their lives and their play.