When I was growing up, my mom hosted Easter at her house for as long as I can remember. We would have the grandparents come over, there was an egg hunt with real eggs (in which Grandpa would always point out the eggs for us!), and my mom would cook asparagus and celery root. My Grammie always brought a bunny cake and my mom never minced words on why this holiday was so important to us as Christians. We ate lamb because Jesus is the lamb of God and my Easter basket was always full of See’s candy (I am not sure why See’s candy…or why the extravagance I am not sure…but I never asked because I just loved it so much and didn’t want to jinx it or make it disappear… EVER.) To me it was the perfect mixture of faith and fun.
I loved Easter.
For the last few years we have been hosting Easter at our house. Daniel’s family comes, even GG (Dayla’s great grandma) makes the trip, we make over the house to fit everyone, and we have an egg hunt and an Easter meal. Many things are different here then from our house growing up, but there is always the same broad smile on my face, and there is always going to be See’s candy.
Here are some pictures from this year:
Bash and Maggie got to go first. Then we layered in the older kids by age to give the smaller ones a head start.
Our neighbor Sawyer joined us for the fun too!
A quick portrait of Grandma, Papa, and all their grand kids:
And this one is 4 generations of Sundins:
A fun year. Happy Easter everyone!