Hunting for eggs . . . and Spring!

My little Men dressed to the Nines!

You cannot imagine the bribery and threats that occur during the process of trying to get three kids under the age of 5 to cooperate and get some family pics. We usually have a thousand of these kind of pics with everyone crying and not acting the perfect child. And every once in awhile you happen to get a winner, one with all looking their very best,

picture perfect as they say.

This is what we woke up to Easter morning at our cabin, a winter wonderland. Where is spring? We wonder, but I also secretly wish winter to stay just a little bit longer so my husband will not once again disappear into the endless fields ready to be planted.

Egg coloring, almost the best part of Easter. The boys loved it. We managed to only crack a few, and amazingly did not spill any of the die. Thank goodness! The Easter Bunny had plenty of eggs to hide.

One of the best parts of Easter . . . there was absolutely no crying, no begging, no one pleading starvation or a thirst that is unquenchable. They marched up to bed, climbed into bed, and nothing else was heard. Aaaaaaah, now THAT'S a Holiday!

The bikes, they were loved, but maybe not quite as much as all that yummy candy. The Easter egg hunt was the highlight. Sawyer would find an egg, sit down and eat the candy, then continue on to find another candy filled egg.

Jory John would find some remnants of forgotten candy on the floor and b-line it over to enjoy the delicious delicacy. He is becoming a professional scavenger.

They also got some paints and they went right to work on creating some masterpieces.

Jett just had to try out the new wheels. We bundled up and hit the pavement. The spider-man bike is super fast but can't quite make it up some of the hills without a little push. Even though spring was missing, I don't think it was missed!