



We spent Saturday evening coloring eggs:


And Easter Sunday was spent searching for baskets, enjoying the true meaning of Easter at mass and having a fun brunch with Kristi, Mike, Conor, and Lauren. I had bought the boys each new pants and a "springy" shirt for Mass. Well, Easter morning Jack comes up all dressed in his First Communion outfit from last year. We asked him why he didn't want to wear the new clothes and he replied as serious as ever, "Hey. It's a special occasion. Jesus has risen from the dead. I thought I should dress up!"












