Celebrating Easter

The Saturday before Easter, we joined the Perrins at the 25m heated pool on Camp Foster. Although all of our kids were shivering, they loved being able to play in the water with their dads. Kathy and I hung out under a pavilion and chatted while keeping watch over the babes.

Sydney was so independent in the water, I loved seeing her go to town with her floaties on.

Still a major Daddy's boy, Shawn had a ball jumping to Spencer, and even tolerated getting dunked a few times.

After we got home and cleaned up, we colored Easter eggs. My kids absolutely loved it, the eggs were all colored in no time. Everyone got an equal number of eggs, and Shawn was done with his in about half the time Sydney took to decorate hers.

Even Spencer was getting into it, busting out his computer so he could made an accurate depiction of a Superman logo.

On Sunday after church, we attempted (in vain) to get a decent picture of our kids in their new Easter clothes. Sydney refused to be in a picture, so we attempted to get one of Shawn and Kate. The sun was right in their eyes, they couldn't even look at the camera :) 

The kids participated in our little neighborhood's annual Easter egg hunt. These kids were certainly eager to find some candy! Sydney took off on her own pretty quickly, but Shawn stayed close to his Dad.

After all the eggs were found, Spencer and I didn't see Sydney. We suspected she found a secluded spot to go to town on her treats and went to search for her. We were right! Except this year we found her before she started eating all her candy.

The Hurst's hosted Easter dinner, and as usual, we had a great time with all of our friends. The next morning I woke up to feed Kate and felt like I was gonna puke, but I held it together. Then before I got back in bed, I went into the bathroom and threw up. Spencer woke up feeling a little queazy, but went to work anyway- work that day was a history tour of the island. I spent most of the day curled up in a ball on the couch feeling achy and gross, letting my kids watch who knows how many movies. Then I got a text from Stacey saying almost everyone who ate Easter dinner had thrown up at least once. We all had food poisoning! Luckily our kids didn't get it, but Spencer and I felt awful for the rest of the day. He'd spent the last part of the tour laying on a bench in the tour bus, then came home and crashed on the couch. We all felt much better the next day; it made for a memorable Easter dinner :)