Easter the time of year you dress up all fancy for church, get together with family for a big meal, and hunt for Easter eggs. Here is a photo of my husband when he was young ready to go to church. Of course they let him play outside on his new tricycle and he ruined his church shoes.
When we lived in New Jersey we would alternate which family we visited for Easter. One year was spent in New Jersey with my Husbands family, and One year we would make the long drive to Vermont and visit my family. This photo is of one of the Vermont years, they still had snow and were headed into Mud Season. The kids loved the mud.
The Easters in New Jersey were almost as big as Christmas, ton's of eggs to find, toys, and lots of food to eat.
It was fun to watch the older cousins help my kids find the hidden eggs.
It's hard to believe my kids have grown out of the egg hunt stage...It was such fun.
I think this year in Vermont they asked "Is Bubba the Easter Bunny?" Looks like it was still pretty cold in Vermont that year.
The brave Grandparents introducing young kids to the art of dying Easter Eggs...What great memories.
Looks like someone has found a lot of eggs.... Living far away from our families we have new Easter traditions. We go down town to Salt Lake City and walk around the gardens at Temple square. I'm not sure if we will do it this year though as Conference falls on Easter this year. There may be way too many people there. We will miss our Easter with family this year. Can't wait to visit them all this summer.
Happy Thursday.
G.G.
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