This morning, Chris, Bean, and I woke up and put on our Easter duds and headed out to try a new church. Its the second one we’ve tried since we’ve lived in Florida and the 6,000th we’ve tried in the 5 years we’ve been married. The minute we walked in, I knew we’d found out church. It was welcoming, but not intrusive. It was big, but still personal. It was traditional, but full of young families. I just fell in love with it. And the message was just perfect – we are able to celebrate the resurrection of the Lord only because of the incredible sacrifice He made. It was all around a great Sunday morning.
Except Bean had issues. He woke up on the wrong side of the crib. Just look at his face in these pictures…
Although, I don’t know what his problem was. I mean, he was wearing new shoes. How bad can life be when you’re wearing new shoes? And these weren’t just any shoes. These were shoes that his Daddy picked out especially for him… Converse sneakers. I think it spunked up his little Easter outfit, don’t you?
After church, we ran home and change into play clothes and we met up with Chris’ sister, Annie, and we all headed up to visit my Grandmother and spend Easter with her. My Grandmother has lived with my family since…well…for as long as I can remember. She is a hoot and a half and I’ve loved growing up with her living right down the hall from me. Now, she lives with my parents and it has been so great to see her more often now that we live so close.
Grandma cooked us a huge lunch and while we were eating THE EASTER BUNNY CAME!!
And then after Easter baskets and more ham than a person should eat in a lifetime (especially if they are supposed to be in a bridesmaids dress in about three weeks…), we dyed Easter eggs. Bean was not a fan of the Easter egg process. Probably because I wouldn’t let him touch anything. So, he sat with me and lunged at the dye when he thought I wasn’t looking.
Bean preferred the plastic eggs from his Easter basket. Those tasted better.
Later in the afternoon, we all piled in two cars and headed up to the town square for an arts festival. Now, I should tell you a little bit about where my Grandma and parents live. They live in a retirement community called The Villages. When they first moved here right after I went off to college, I was a little nervous. No one in my family seemed old enough to live in a retirement community. But after just one visit, I declared to Chris that I was ready to retire to The Villages myself.
First of all, it looks like Disney World. Everything is perfectly manicured and bright and beautiful. Secondly, its a golf cart community and so everyone gets around on their golf carts. I think it is the most fun EVER. But then again, I’m very easily entertained.
As you can tell, Bean loves The Villages. He just kicks his feet up and fits right in with all the retirees.
He’s actually a lot like The Village People. He’s balding. He eats dinner early. He falls asleep in the middle of the afternoon. He goes to bed when its still light outside. He’s like an old man. A very short old man.
All in all, it was a pretty great Easter Sunday.
On the way home from The Villages, Chris announced to us all that he would like to go to the shuttle launch tomorrow morning in Cocoa Beach. The kicker? Lift off is at 6:30 AM, which means we’d have to leave our house at 4:30 AM. Which means I will have to be awake at 4:00 tomorrow morning. So, check in tomorrow afternoon for pictures of the launch. Should be a lot of fun. Well, it should be as much fun as you can have at 4:00 in the morning…