We didn't expect Logan to understand Easter this year, and we were not disappointed in that aspect. Most of the week prior wasn't spent seriously pondering holy week. It was more spent like this:
I had some eggs around the house decorating a variety of baskets, vases, ect. And Logan tended to get his mouth on them. With all the things he's been gnawing on lately I think teething is back! But we still have no teeth to show for it...
Easter was very relaxing and just what we needed. We tried to sleep in, but Logan ended up joining us in bed around 7. We pretended to sleep for another hour while he chewed on our blanket, pillows, fingers, and chins. Finally we got up and went to church, which was great.
I ended up inviting a single sister from the ward over for lunch, because she had moved in 2 weeks prior and her Easter plans consisted of "well, I got some egg dye from the store, so I'll probably dye something. So we got to know her a little better.
That was followed by the famous Sunday nap, a walk to the park, and some relaxing on a blanket time in the yard until the sun went down. We watched the third Harry Potter that night, read scriptures and called it good.
Somewhere in there candy was consumed and I don't know how but 5 peeps disappeared! Hum, I can't help but love them for some odd reason.
Nothing super exciting, but we had a good time. But how could you not when you have this little guy around?