Happy Easter!

We’re not churchgoing folks in our family, but we spent Easter celebrating in our own way.

Most weekends, Eric and I have to tag team care of Peeper: One of us will take her on an outing while the other gets work done at home. On Sunday, though, we both walked to the nearby park and Peeper played to her heart’s content. Toddler Easter basketLater, I gifted them both their Easter baskets, and the Easter Bunny was practical this year: He filled them with things like socks and a belt—oh, and cheddar bunny-filled plastic eggs for the little one, which was a big hit.

The best part of the holiday was that family and friends visited. Peeper planted some lilies outside with Grandpa Shempy, and Peeper read countless books with her aunt and uncle who visited from Seattle. Toddler planting flowers with grandpa - Ten Thousand Hour mama Reading on your lap - Ten Thousand Hour MamaI guess the holiday made a big impression on our toddler. She was wound up from all the company and festivities so took a long time to settle down for bed. After I set her in the crib, we overheard her saying something through the monitor.

I turned up the receiver’s volume and we listened intently.

“Happppppy Easter! Happppppy Easter!” she was repeating to herself.

However you celebrated—if you celebrated—I hope you and yours had a wonderful Easter! Happy Easter! Ten Thousand Hour Mama

0 thoughts on “Happy Easter!

  • April 8, 2015 at 10:02 am
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    Sounds like it was quite a fabulous day!!! <3

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  • April 8, 2015 at 1:22 pm
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    I love what you used for Easter basket grass (and apparently so did she!)

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    • April 9, 2015 at 7:45 am
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      Strips of construction paper were recyclable, unlike plastic Easter grass—and apparently tasty!

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  • April 8, 2015 at 9:18 pm
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    That is too cute with the happy Easter over the monitor. So nice you got to spend it with family.

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    • April 9, 2015 at 7:46 am
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      I love being able to hear her talk as she drifts to sleep—it seems to be her way of processing what she learned during the day.

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