Easter is full of tradition. Everything from the gumball-egg-pooping chicken that the boys look forward to in their baskets, to little boys in light-blue seer sucker and saddle shoes. I think this year was the last of toddlers in those same blue pants and saddle shoes that all 4 boys have worn. Time is moving quickly these days.
I love celebrating Easter with a morning brunch. Easter seems like it should always be celebrated in the morning with great food, friends, family and a most thankful heart for the most important morning in our history. Because of Jesus Christ's sacrifice, each of our mornings is a new beginning (Lamentations 3:22-23). For this I am grateful for daily. Especially this past year.



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