One of my sweetest memories from Easter weekend was sitting with lil' peanut at bedtime on Saturday evening. "Can I tell you the story of Easter?" "Yes," he shouted and he stared at me wide eyed while I recounted Jesus' death and resurrection. Every once in awhile he would jump in to tell part of the story that he remembered hearing about at church or in the previous weeks at home leading up to Easter. "The tomb was empty! Jesus wasn't there." "Because Jesus is AWIIIIIIIIVE!" And he jumped up and down shouting it over and over again. He was so excited! A sweet, sweet moment.
Anxiously waiting for their Easter baskets.
Love my little goofballs!
All gussied up for Easter Sunday service. Boy, I'm a lucky lady, surrounded by all those handsome guys. :)
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