He is Risen?(and all God's people said, "He is risen indeed!")
The Catholic Church considers Easter a season, not just one day. As my pastor put it today, "We can't possibly contain all the joy of this event in just one day, so we spread it out for 8, and then continue to celebrate for another 50 until Pentecost Sunday."
Easter Sunday is a bit of a marathon at our house. On Holy Saturday, my husband and I organized, labeled, and stuffed Easter eggs into the wee hours of the night for the hunt.
It may sound nuts, but we color code the eggs so each child will get equal amount of eggs, and no fights. My husband who came up with this idea a couple years ago, really is a genius. And we can say, "ok, when you find your 20 eggs you're done!"
So it is, Easter Mass (I love it when they pull out the trumpets, and I absolutely LOVE Easter hymns, but I am honestly still a little disturbed by the man in front of me with the bright pink trousers).
I managed to get a picture in front of the only flowers we have on our property before mass.
When we pulled up in the driveway returning home, there was this unexpected chalk drawing.
"He is Risen!"
We speculated about who on earth had done it?! Turns out some good friends of ours were making surprise visits around the neghborhood. A Great idea!
Then Easter brunch, cooked by zee resident chefs.
I made some "faux" donuts this year, that were all-natural, yeast, gluten, sugar, and dairy-free. Actually, they were pretty good. We consumed 22 of them in just one day. Good thing they were sugar-free, right?
Then the baskets are lined up, a thing of beauty.
Then they enter and disassemble the beauty.
Then their daddy hides about 5 million eggs while they play with their basket toys.
Then we turn them loose.
Then we pack up food to go to Grandmommy and Dee Dee's house....which is a little like going to Disney World. Almost. There are toys galore that they don't have to clean up, and gourmet food in ample supply. See what I mean?
Then we come home and pass out.
As I reflect back on the day, my favorite part was when my husband set up the camera filming them as they came in to see their baskets for the first time. My husband and I just sat there together and watched them for a long time. Total bliss for us, to see their excitement and joy and to see them sharing in it all together.