Kimba: Basically though, it was all about the candy

I've vowed to be better at blogging. A few days ago I had to search my archives for something, and I was suddenly sad that I hadn't capture so many of life's little events lately. My original purpose in blogging was to have a fun record, but really, to keep my family and friends up to date on us since we weren't living at home. Particularly when we had Wyatt. So living at home kind of made that seem silly, since we see everyone so much more now, but that whole part about keeping a record? Still a good reason for me. In fact, it's almost more important to me, since I don't really keep a journal. So! Here's to being better!

Wyatt has been talking about Easter since last Easter. For some reason, it's his favorite holiday. Not Christmas, not Halloween, not even the lure of fireworks can compete with the magic of hunting for eggs filled with candy. We sort of barely talked about the Easter Bunny this year, for some reason neither Caleb or I are into that. Santa, sure, but the Easter Bunny? Anyway. We had a great year, even though it wasn't as warm as our beloved San Jose.

We used regular food dye this year, but next year I think I'm going to try that awesome Kool-Aid trick from Pinterest! And of course, egg dying must be done with your shirt off.

On Saturday we had a little party at my parents house, so of course Wyatt was thrilled.

Emily even left him find some. (Just kidding Em, it was more the other way around, wasn't it?)

More naked egg dying. He has no use for them after they're dyed, I can't get him to try one! Thank heavens I love a good boiled egg.

Easter morning was the highlight of course, every time he found an egg he exclaimed over it as if it was the very first one, like he just couldn't believe he'd found yet another egg! Momma! I FOUND ANOTHER EGG!

I made sure to fill his basket with very little candy because holy crap, this holiday is all about candy!!

And I had to make our Easter morning special - Trader Joe's chocolate croissants and their Orange/Peach/Mango juice...ahhhh....

Church was excellent as always, and Wyatt has the cutest Sunbeam teachers. They sent him home with this little egg filled with a chick - which he of course, named Ted. His go-to name these days.

We ended the day at my grandmother's house, something I haven't been able to do for a long time. I grew up playing there (for some reason I don't seem to remember eating much, though that was always half the fun! I guess that's called being a kid...we probably played more anyway) for every major holiday and birthday. We'd play long into the late evening, jumping on her trampoline and playing night games, always stuffed to the gills with our family favorite dessert, slush. It was so fun to get together (enjoy her fantastic potato salad!) and watch as the proverbial baton was passed -