
I love Easter. As I struggled to begin to express what it means to me, I went back to President Monson's words. He puts into words the feelings of my heart. Knowing that this life is not the end but a prelude of better things to come helps me put into perspective challenges and trials that come in this life. It gives me hope and fills my soul with peace.
We had the traditional egg hunt. It was chilly outside so we did it upstairs. Each of the children had their own color of eggs to look for, so all of them wound up with the same amount. Being the Cougar fan that he is, Ross always chooses blue!
Lizzy's favorite colors are pink and purple, so she was happy for the pink eggs. Lincoln didn't really care - he was just excited each time he found one that was green.
Reading their new Easter books to Great-grandma and Uncle Brian.
No chocolate eggs for Benson this year!
I love the two belly pictures!
No chocolate eggs for Benson this year!
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