Hoppy Easter

I guess it was a day or two before Easter that it actually hit me that I really have to get my motherly Easter act on. Because I still think of Sarah as a baby, I naively thought my main duty as a mom simply to take Sarah and Marco to get their photo taken with the bunny. Somehow though, it finally hit me: Sarah gets it now. At 19 months, she knows Easter is coming. I was unprepared for my newfound discovery... I frantically became aware of the fact that I have to make baskets...I have to do the egg hunt and make some kind of morning Easter ritual. Holy moley...I am now responsible to make memories for people! Acting fast, I made plans for the egg hunt and bunny at the park. I hid eggs in the living room. I filled baskets with random toys I bought. I gleefully called Chris at the hospital the night before Easter to explain it all...Then I realized. This is stuff that makes you LOVE being a parent.

Marco having tummy time near his basket...

Sarah with her new ball, and scoping out the scene for eggs...

Marco with his Aunt Joani on Easter

Sarah playing with C.J.'s stash of trolls