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Although our Easter plans changed at the last minute, we had a wonderful day.  My parents came to church with us.  After, we had a delicious lunch and Easter egg hunt at their house.  The kids got their Easter basket goodies before church.   Easter before church torture pictures.         Our church service was beautiful.  So grateful for our church!       The Easter egg hunt at Nana and Papa's! This was Katy Jane's first egg hunt.  She wasn't walking last year.                           He needed a bigger basket After the egg hunt I wanted to get a picture of all the kids.  It didn't work out too well.  Katy Jane hates being in the grass and James was a little worn out.  He's been sick for about a month and isn't 100% yet. Friday night Mom and Dad kept the kids for us and my amazing mother made this adorable bunny cake with the kids.  SO cute!  She always did fun stuff like this with me when

First of all...Sarah....thank you so much for your thoughtful, kind, encouraging comment on my last post.  I can't tell you how much that truly meant to me.  Your words have stayed on my mind for days now.  Thank you.  I love you dearly! Ok...so I found out today from Instagram that it is "National Sibiling Day".  What?  Really?  Since when?  Is this just a social media holiday? An excuse to post cute pictures of yourself and siblings?  Are there actually cards for this?  Regardless....HAPPY NATIONAL SIBLING DAY to the most amazing, beautiful, generous, kind, fabulous sisters ever!  I love you so much Carrie and Christi! This is the last picture I have of the 3 of us together before Christi (right) moved far away and broke our hearts. (But it's ok because we are going to see her and her crew next week!!! YAY!) And this picture is 30-something years earlier...same order.  I am so blessed to have these lovely ladies for my sisters.  God has been so good to me.

It's been awhile.  I don't usually go this long without posting.  Sometimes when things are going on in my life that are challenging it's a comfort to be able to write about it.  And sometimes I feel like all I can do is hunker down until the storm passes and pray to survive it.  The past few weeks have been like that.  Nothing terrible but just challenging.  I have one very compliant child.  Nothing in this world brings him more joy than to please me and be recognized for that.  The slightest look of dissatisfaction on my face will bring him to tears.  He is easily correctable.  He loves to learn, help, work, laugh, sing, dance, pray, and make others happy.  He's intensely sensitive and compassionate.  He is keenly aware of what is going on and what others are feeling.  He bears the weight of things he ought not.  Things affect him deeply and he does not easily or quickly forget. I have one potentially strong-willed child.  The jury is still out on her.  Not sure