I would be hard-pressed to tell you my favorite part of this day, so I'll start with the parts that were not my favorites:
1. Natalie waking with a slight fever and then getting something in her eye/scratching her eyeball early this morning. Easygoing Nat has been a crank today - with good reason - a whole lot of tears have fallen from those eyes today.
2. The seemingly inevitable pre-church rush during which we all get testy with one another because we love each other dammit and we need to get out the door NOW so that we can enjoy church! Or is that just our family? I totally thought I was ahead of the curve today with the kids' clothes ready to go and us being up early. But no. Wyatt + early dose of Easter candy = crazy boy who gets in trouble while Mommy & Daddy are trying to get ready. Add in previously mentioned cranky baby and you've got yourself a winner.
3. Attending a church service where Christ the Lord is Risen Today was not sung and the phrases, "He is risen, He is risen indeed" were not spoken. To me, the omission of those two items equals Easter FAIL. How can we possibly be celebrating the resurrection without those two?
Church was pretty much our low point. It's a stretch to say we attended - we were there in body but Natalie & Jeff spent 90% of the service in the narthex; Wyatt & I joined them for about 30% because some three-year-old faked me out with a faux gag and a panicky, "I need water!" With his poor track record in the gag category I decided it was best to not test him and we bolted. On the upside? Our diaper bag sat quietly through the whole service. It seems refreshed.
Luckily, the rest of the day was fantastic. My favorite parts:
1. Our weather is nothing short of perfect. Literally not a cloud in the sky, cool in the morning, upper 70's this afternoon, nice breeze. Perfect, I tell you.
2. The standard-issue ham dinner (ham, cheesy potatoes, green bean bundles, strawberry spinach salad, cheesecake) and some great friends with whom to share the bounty and it's good stuff.
3. Jeff started to say a blessing at lunch and Wyatt quickly took over. He mumbled a bit and then said something about "thanks for being raised from the dead and I love you" and that was it. Apparently he's retaining some of what he's being taught.
4. Sitting outside all afternoon, watching the kids play baseball, soccer, running, riding bikes, doing sidewalk chalk, etc. and just having a relaxing day. We don't sit down and enjoy often enough.
5. Watching Wyatt sprint all over the front yard, picking up eggs, shaking each one and getting excited because it has stuff inside!
6. Dinner = ham sandwich on homemade roll followed by chocolate peanut butter egg. Mmmmmm.
7. Thinking the dog was lost (technically, I guess she was since we left her outside for I don't know, about an hour?) but then discovering she was hanging with the neighbors while they drank their bloody marys. She was in good hands.
8. Wyatt running downstairs to give me one more hug and kiss while wearing the yellow Mickey Mouse t-shirt that was mine when I was a kid. He loves that shirt and I love that kid.
So by my tally, the good excessively outweighs the bad and that's about as much as we should hope for. I hope your Easter was great, too.