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Shake your Keister, It's Easter!



 
We have geared up for Easter this past week or two. Henry says Easter is mine...meaning, he knows I love it a lot. It is truly one of my most favorite things. 


He dyed eggs with Kool-Aid at his Nana's house this week. He enjoyed that as much as she did, I'm certain! We are thankful for her being close and able to keep him on a whim. This time of year is nutso for real estate and agriculture! 


In the midst of our week of Easter fun we went to see about some prekindergarten options. He enjoyed it more than me, I'm certain! Lol. 


We decided it was time to introduce him to the fire at the steak house this week.  He loved it! It was hysterical to watch him. 


Henry enjoyed his Easter party at school. He is the cutest bunny ever! 


Good Friday was spent egging some friends. We left filled eggs and one empty to symbolize the empty tomb. At each stop I had him tell me why we left an empty egg and he would tell me "because Jesus is not in there. He's alive, Mama!" ;) 


We went to the Elks egg hunt. We are members but really only for the pool!  We decided to take part in the egg hunt this year. It was fun and he got a bucket full of candy filled eggs. It was short and sweet. Everyone was happy. 


Watching the preschool choir sing their Easter song last Sunday night was precious. Henry knows the Easter story inside out and front to back. Nothing pleases my mama heart more. I pity the children who don't have parents who teach them of Christ's love. It's so easy and our purpose.  Next time you see Henry in person I encourage you to ask him what kind of king Jesus is. You will love to hear him say, "He is a servant king". Be still my heart!




No more smocked Easter wear for my sweet big boy...sniff,sniff. This big bow tie wearing cutie is ready to celebrate our Risen Saviour tomorrow on Easter.  I took pre Easter pictures of him last year and it worked so well I did it again this year. Makes Easter morning less hectic because we all know I love Easter and I love pictures!!! Ha. 


The bunny has filled his new painted basket and it is ready for him in the morning. He is so excited and I am in awe and disappointed in myself. No one child should get this much stuff in an Easter basket! It is what it is, I reckon! Henry Lee is rotten yet he knows Easter is all about Jesus so it makes me feel better about the busting basket! Ha.












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