Parker's First Easter

Parker enjoyed his first snowy Easter celebration. He talked and laughed through our church service as usual (until we removed him, of course). Easter is a time of joy and celebration, and we're glad he caught on at such an early age. On a reflective note, it was our first family gathering since my grandma's funeral, and it was strange to not have her there. I was sad to watch Grandpa walk to his car by himself at the end of the day. I can't imagine spending 60 years with someone and then suddenly not have them by your side anymore. But I'm sure Grandpa is glad to know that she is not suffering anymore. I know that was hard on him.

I do wish that "I Know That My Redeemer Liveth" from Handel's Messiah was sung at every Easter service, with full orchestra, of course. It gives me goosebumps even when I just sing it to myself. Great text set to great music....




My sister got Peter Parker a "Spidey" basket of goodies for Easter.





My parents gave him a little Easter bag of spring clothes, but Parker thought the gift was the tissue paper, as usual.