Happy Easter

I played the piano at church on Sunday. We have a rockin' worship team. Since we were blessed by a friend inviting us to Easter dinner, ( the true blessing was when she said I didn't have to cook a thing, think 11 extra people...) the Holy Spirit whispered in my ear that it might be nice to help our worship leader out and play for her so she could sing. One blessing deserves another.

The days are numbered: when I will have all my kids in one place. Forget having them all look at the camera. I am happy to have them in one room for an hour. After church, (equates to torture because the littles and not-so-littles are tired and hungry) we lined everyone up for some photos in our glad rags. Come on kids, I need a new header for my blog.

It's a very good thing that you all are so CUTE!

The chin on the hands almost worked...

They LOVE to dress up and each boy picked out his own color.

These three beauties picked out their dresses completely independent of one another. Who knew that peach/orange was this year's color. Gorgeous!

Our girls.

Our boys. Some big. Some little.

All on the same level.

In order for them to cooperate for pictures above, 

I had to promise a silly pose.

Boys will ALWAYS be boys!

Which quickly deteriorated to this.

And a "I'm oughta here."

Looking at all the pictures we took on Sunday made me realize (think about) what we've put these two through over the years. I believe with all my heart that they are better for it because they are amazing, smart, compassionate people.

Here we are. This week marks 25 years of wedded bliss. Jerrod helped me pick out the shirt and scarf. I was going for something to accentuate my crown of mature hair. Bob and Lindsey didn't care for it. That made for an interesting dance of conversation.

Happy Easter from our family to yours.

He is risen indeed.