The kids found their baskets bright and early on Easter morning and stuffed themselves with so much candy that I was fearfully awaiting mysterious vomit around every corner. When the kids had sufficiently gorged themselves we all shined ourselves up for Easter mass and got to church early enough for very good seats in a packed church. After church we took my mom out to brunch which was delicious and yummy (and loud- the kids were HYPED up on sugar and had to be quiet for a whole hour and a half during mass). Shortly after brunch we changed into comfy clothes (except for Grace who refused to take off her pretty dress) and headed over to Todd's mom's house for Easter bingo, more fabulous food, and strange family competitions (who can do the most push-ups, who can hold their breath the longest, who can judge the distance from the front window to the neighbor's lawn ornament the most accurately- not that we are a competitive family or anything). It all ended abruptly when the competition became a little too much and my 47 year old brother-in-law wiped out while racing my 18 year old nephew down the street. Wet street + shoes with no traction = bloody hands and muddy clothes. Oops. Nothing says "Jesus has risen!" like a little family rivalry.
All in all, it was a great Easter.
Thank goodness the school was wise enough to give the kids Monday off. We needed the whole day to just sit around and recoup from our spring break.
Actually, I could use another week.