Technically this is Sheffield’s second Easter, but last year we didn’t get to the fun stuff: the egg hunts, the searching for the Easter basket. All that stuff. So this year, we wanted to make it as special as we could –even though he probably won’t remember a thing. I’m ok with that, because I will.
We started out on Saturday with dyeing eggs. I saw another mom somewhere put an egg into a whisk to dye the eggs, and I thought that idea was genius. Sheffield, however, with his little impatient self, was like, ummm no. He did one with the whisk and then went for it with his hands. He loved it so much that he kept trying to re-dye all the eggs, and after the first one, he didn’t even need his mama anymore.
Early Sunday morning, I got a text from my bestie, Nadine, wishing me a happy Easter, and she gave me the idea to do a trail of eggs to the Easter basket to help him find it. When I was little, my parents always hid our baskets, so I want to keep in that tradition. We waited on Sunday morning for the little guy to get up, and when he did, he followed the eggs – just like he knew what he was supposed to do. He found his Easter basket behind the rocking chair. And he was super excited about his little gardening wagon.
After Gigi and Pawpaw arrived, we did a little backyard Easter egg hunt, and it was probably the most sweet thing I’ve ever seen. We had to show him to a few of the eggs, but after the first couple, he figured out what he was supposed to do. It was such a fun Easter, and I’m really excited to get to share these holidays with him.
I hope y’all had a super happy Easter too!