Easter

Here are just a smattering of pictures from Easter at my parent's home.  I feel like Easter sort of snuck up on me this year and I was a bit ill prepared.  I don't make a big deal about Easter baskets or anything,  especially since we do an easter egg hunt and Gramma's (and one in the desert with Nana).  I love this time of year that reminds me of the Savior and what he has done for us.  I love the Savior.  I know he died for me, suffered for me and also was resurected for me.  I love trying to teach my children about this amazing sacrifice that I will never fully understand, but I know the atonement is real and that it helps me get through my trials. I love spending time with my family and see my kids have fun with their cousins.  I'm so grateful that we can see them on a semi regular basis and that we live close to both grandparents.  It truly is a blessing.

Dying eggs in Gramma and Gramp's backyard

Jeremy getting in on  the action. Unfortunately his didn't turn out the way he wanted :)

Sweet experience

Yesterday we went swimming since it has been unusually hot this week.  The pool felt so nice!! Thanks Aunt Gayle! When we got home, right in front of where we park the van, Scotty was walking into the house and saw this sweet little bird on the ground.  I'm amazed we didn't run it over.  The poor thing was still alive and struggling for breath, so we picked it up and moved it.  Wyatt and Scotty were so concerned with this sweet little hatchling. Wyatt was even trying to dig up worms to feed it.  We also went looking for a birds nest to see if it had fallen from somewhere.  I think it was wasn't even supposed to be hatched yet.  It had not feathers or anything. I think it was supposed to be some bigger birds dinner that got dropped.  I had to leave to get my hair cut and my sweet boys watched over it until he stopped breathing.  This morning, Wyatt and Scotty were looking at it and we decided to bury him next to our blueberry bushes.  Poor Wyatt, he just held me and cried.  After a few minutes of some cuddling, he was able to go off to school and hopefully will be okay.  When Scotty and I got home, he was the one that was crying! So I held him and told him how grateful I was to have such tender hearted sons.