Easter

This picture is at 38 1/2 weeks, before Easter.

Trying out a new hair-do for ballet.

Looking at a super cool I-Spy type of book with Aunt D.

 We had a cougar day and all wore our BYU shirts.

"Stylish!"

We dyed Easter eggs while skyping with our CA family. I forgot how fast dying Easter eggs goes with young kids. I can't remember how old I was when I started wanting to make each one super artistic.

We did our first Easter Egg hunt (well, technically we did a small one last year for Big Sis). Baby Beluga liked finding eggs, but didn't understand what it was all about until we helped her open one and she saw the candy.

Easter morning--Baby Beluga knows where to find the candy now. We've decided that the symbolism of the eggs is the newness of life that we can have when we repent and use the Atonement of Jesus Christ in our lives. The candy in the eggs is the sweetness the Gospel of Jesus Christ brings to our lives. Big Sis sort of gets it, but I figure it'll take a few years for the symbolism to sink in. 

Looking at our new Family Faces book!

All morning Baby Beluga was content to carry around all the baskets, with all the empty eggs.

Easter marked 39 weeks. This is the longest I've ever made it in a pregnancy! New record! 

We got a kite in our family Easter basket and taught the girls about a tradition in Bermuda where they fly kites to remember the risen Lord. (We learned about it from The Friend.) On the Monday after Easter we went to the park to fly our kite.

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