Yes, this is my Easter post. And I'm a little late, I know—but what else is new when it comes to me and updating this blog?! I think it's a good thing that I'm having hardcover blog books printed up yearly now as family keepsakes, because it makes me more determined not to let too much time pass between posts! If possible, I'd like all of our most important family get-togethers to be included in those books. Also, technically, there are still four more weeks of Easter! We are still in Easter celebration mode, liturgically; so I guess this post isn't so late after all.
On Easter Sunday, we had a lovely after-Mass brunch at our house, with 12 adults and 17 kids in attendance altogether. Joining us were: our three VA sons and their wives and children (which means 14 of our grandchildren); the parents of one of our daughters-in-law, who are local; an old college friend of two of our daughters-in-law; and our niece (with whom I share a name) and her three girls. It was so much fun—a bit crazy, of course, but we like it that way. We set up the dining room table with a buffet that included egg-and-spinach casserole, quiches, hash brown casserole, sausages, fruit, cinnamon coffee cake, and assorted pastries. One daughter-in-law brought a Greek salad, her friend brought deviled eggs, and our niece brought two dozen out-of-this-world doughnuts. Oh yes, and we had lasagna, too—-although everyone was more into the breakfast fare and that was mostly ignored.
We were able to get everyone assembled around the table so that my husband could say grace before we started eating. And he ended with, "He is risen!" To which we all enthusiastically responded, "Truly, He is risen!" It was wonderful.
We had an Easter egg hunt afterward, and all the kids (ranging in age from two to twelve) got along extremely well and kept themselves happily occupied with—minimal adult intervention—all afternoon, so my husband and I were able to really enjoy visiting with our boys and their wives and everyone else who'd come to celebrate with us.
Easter might be my favorite holiday (although check in here again in early December, and you might get a different story, LOL). It fills me with such joy, it truly does. Because it’s springtime, and the days are getting longer and sunnier, and the earth is blooming once again. But mostly because He is risen. Ttruly, He is risen.
Now for the proverbial photo dump:








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