Little man and I had a pretty low-key celebration, since we'd already celebrated before hubby left.
I attempted to make hot cross buns, which was a tradition in my family growing up. Unfortunately I accidentally put in twice as much salt as I was supposed to. Then they didn't rise. So they were very salty, dense, hot cross buns.
Little man still munched on them though.
After church (and a much needed nap) we had Easter presents and chocolate!
(the dump truck was a gift from Nana and Grandpa)
Then before bed we pulled out the scriptures and read all about Jesus Christ's crucifixion and resurrection. I am trying to teach my son, even at this young age, that although Easter and Christmas are fun, there is a much deeper meaning. And although I know he doesn't understand the words yet, I think he feels the spirit. These little ones are much closer to God than we are.
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