For centuries people have celebrated Easter. It may mean the Easter bunny, jelly beans, Easter eggs, going to church, an egg hunt, brunch, getting dressed up, or any combination of the above. For us, it means all of those things and whole lot more. The Easter story is magical. This man dies and is buried. 3 days later he, alive and well, leaves his tomb. My brief and simple account of the story is simply a representation of so much more - redemption and hope, to name a few. I hope you found something magical about this Easter.
Obviously, for us, it was Wyatt's first. It included many of the traditions listed above. Although he is still so young and has a tiny understanding of everything going on around him, it was a great joy to share this special day with him for the first time.
Happy Easter!
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