A Very Hoppy Easter

We had an absolutely perfect Easter weekend! Aunt Shannon was able to come to town, which is always lovely, and we packed in so much fun!

Friday was bit rocky, though. We had a tornado touch down about five minutes from our house, so we spent some good quality time in the closet under the stairs. Two parent, two kids, two dogs, and a hot uno game. Thankfully, we had no damage, and no one was injured in the storm at all. It was a bit nerve-wracking, though, and the storm passed just in time to go get Shannon from the airport! Nana and the kids took off to get Shannon and have a slumber party while Brad and I recovered our nerves on date night.

Saturday, though, was full Easter mode with egg coloring galore:

Evan had much fun mixing dyes, but he ducked out before the real decorating began:

Issa made a diamonds and peals egg in honor of her solo:

I attempted a unicorn:

And Aunt Shannon won with her ribbon egg:

Issa also is very in to origami and made whole armies of Easter bunnies:

Saturday night we split up. Nana, Aunt Shannon, and Issa used our DPAC tickets to see Anistasia, the boys went to see Shazam as part one of Evan's birthday movie extravaganza, and I got a quiet night at home to do all the things.

Since everyone had a late night Saturday, we opted to sleep in and reconvene Sunday morning to see the Bunny's handiwork. He was a very tricky bunny this year, and for a while we lost a couple eggs:

Thankfully, they were all eventually found and the annual Easter candy swap and sort commenced:

 We then commenced with how many combinations of family picture can we take:

 

 Evan was less amused by this point:

 We enjoyed a lovely ham lunch in which Brad had to concede pepper jelly makes a better glaze than Coke and Mom had to concede Brad was right and the ham benefited from ten more minutes in the oven.

The kids spent much of the afternoon playing with the gliders the Bunny brought them before the boys crashed out and we girls went for a walk on the Riverwalk:

 I will never get tired of these pictures of my girl and my sister walking and talking:

It was a blissful weekend (after that whole tornado thing).