Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Easter Eggstravaganza

For our first Easter back in the States, we did surprisingly few corporate Easter eggs hunts. Count zero. (Well, the kids went to one with our new neighbor Amy and her family.) There are Easter egg hunts everywhere around here, at churchs, schools, parks, you name it. We kind of failed in that department. But we still managed to have eggstra special egg fun.

Early in the week, the kids (and my neighbor's boy) dyed boiled eggs. I've always wanted to try the all-natural, use-spices-instead-of-dye alternatives, but each year, Easter rolls around too soon and I end up buying some dye (or using food coloring) last minute purchased at the Pound shops/Dollar stores. This year was no different. Crunchy mum fail as per usual.

Luckily all of us love boiled eggs, so they aren't a wasted effort. (Fifi's going to be taking colorful boiled eggs to lunch for the rest of the week.)

On Easter morning, I made chocolate gravy and biscuits for breakfast. After recovering from overloaded tummies, I hid the plastic eggs in the yard and let the kids hunt them. They had a lot of fun.

Egg Hunt from superlori on Vimeo.

Then we took our boiled eggs and rolled them down the 'hill', aka our ever-so-slightly inclined driveway.

Egg Rolling from superlori on Vimeo.

Next we took the kids to the zoo. By the time we actually got out the door, we realized it was 12:30 and we hadn't done lunch, being so full from breakfast. We were going to just grab happy meals, until we got the brilliant idea to stuff ourselves silly for the second time that day at Western Sizzlin'. I haven't been there in who knows how long (decades, perhaps), and the kids LOVED it. (Who am I kidding? So did the adults.)

With stomachs overfull, we then hit the zoo. I'm so glad we got zoo memberships. We have certainly gotten use out of them. The kids are still excited about seeing their favourite animals, and there is no pressure to spend all day there seeing everything, since we can always come back again another day.

We spent as much time as possible at the zoo before heading back home to my mom's house for Easter dinner. We swung by the house to grab our contribution of colorful deviled eggs and a potato salad.

At Mom's the kids had another egg hunt and played with all the cousins, aunts and uncles. We enjoyed delicious barbecue and tons more food and desserts, and I literally felt (and probably looked) like a giant whale. It was all seriously tasty though - everything, the whole day's food. I love holidays. I love food.

(My three Arkansas nieces ^.)

We left Mom's late and put the kids to bed. What a eggsellent holiday.


  1. Don't you think Easter is a particularly photogenic holiday? Christmas is nice, but the best pictures always come from Easter. Thanks for sharing.

    We had sort of a wistful Easter this year. It was the first time we haven't all six been together on a major holiday. Only Jonathan made it home. It was special to have one-on-one time with him, and for that I am grateful. Enjoy the children while they are with you. Once we had a robin nest in a hanging basket on our front porch. One day, the mother kicked all the baby birds out of the nest. I went to replace them, but then I realized that this is how it works... they just leave the nest one day; it is not a home for them to come and go from. I felt as though I'd taken a boot to the gut. It was raining that day, deep gray clouds covering the sky with darkness, and I could not escape the thought that I was seeing a foreshadowing of life, first these birds, soon my children.

    Goodness. I'm sorry! I think the robins came the year my oldest graduated, so I was sort of aware of "impending doom." In reality, it happened mercifully slowly. I'm just saying, enjoy them, hug them, hold them, sing to them, take pictures of them, make the most of every day.

  2. All I can think to say is, I love your comment. The robin's nest story is beautiful/sad.


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