My
visiting teacher came over today. When she asked about my Easter plans, I had the terrible realization that the kids and I will be all alone this Sunday. Rick has to work a 12-hour shift at the hospital. He won't even be able to go to church with us. So, it is with great nostalgia that I present a few photos from Easters past:
In 2002, we lived with my parents in Glendale. What should have been a 3-4 month stay while our house was being built, turned into an 18-month long adventure. Fortunately, our time with my folks (and siblings) was a great experience. Every holiday was special because Jake and Emma were the only
grandkids at the time. This picture shows Jake (age 4) and Emma (age 2) coloring eggs with Daddy:

This picture always makes me laugh because we all look so awkward. Emma appears to be quite ticked off about something...

My dad's side of the family usually gets together for an Easter picnic every year. The kids hunt eggs while the adults lounge around in lawn chairs. I'd like to draw special attention to Jake's outfit. Rick just informed me THIS YEAR about how much he hated it when I'd dress Jake in overalls. Oops! Why didn't he tell me then?

This was our first Easter spent in our home on Sands Drive out in Sun City. The kids are wearing their Sunday best. Emma's dress used to be one of Aunt Bonnie's when she was a little girl. Isn't she sweet? You wouldn't catch her wearing a dress like that now, especially with her hair all curled up.

Another
Colyar picnic...

When Rick was in medical school, we used to attend the many family functions they'd hold on campus. This was J&E's first picture with the Easter Bunny. They also got to play games and hunt eggs.

Yet another
Colyar shin-dig...That year, the hunt was very competitive. I believe Rick had to reign Jacob in a little bit.

Check out Emma's haul!

Ummm...Rick? I think you may have something in your nose.
Ho hum. I'm afraid those picnics and Easter Egg hunts are a thing of the past. Our kids aren't believers anymore and it's still too cold to picnic in Ohio. I'm trying to look on the bright side this year. No one expects me to cook an Easter ham! Any day I get a break from cooking, I'm happy. I think I can get away with making sandwiches since Rick will be working. Or, better yet, we can join him for Easter dinner in the hospital cafeteria. Won't that be special?