The Easter Story

So Sunday was Easter. We don't do the Easter Bunny....it's a Jesus thing. Instead Mommy gets all the cool points for buying treats and filling the basket that awaits Trent on Easter morning. Ok...Sunday morning.....Trent comes out and is all giddy about his basket full of goodies. Well, before he endulges in a breakfast of Milky Ways, bubble gum and fruit snacks...I take the time to tell him the story of the death and resurrection of Jesus and how Easter is a time of celebration. I realize I'm talking to the wall because his eyes are constantly wondering over to the Playmobil knights and Hot Wheels sticking out of that tacky, green grass that still lingers on MONTHS after Easter. But I feel like I've done my job as a Christian parent and I let the child dig through his basket.

Fast forward to later in the day. Trent goes up to Papa and says, "Today is Easter. Do you know what that means?" I'm thrilled....about to jump up and down....thinking I've really scored big this time. Well, he answers his question with, "Easter is when you get SOCCER BALLS!". Oh well....maybe next year. :)

Here are a few photos from Easter morning. This was the first time Trent had worn a tie and he called it his "Papa tie"....since Papa ALWAYS wears cool ties! He also insisted on going to "Papa's church"....so that's what we did. He's pretty cute, huh?!?