Easter

We had a great Easter Weekend and learned one very important lesson: don't let your child stuff himself full of Easter candy Sunday morning and then expect a calm and peaceful experience at church. What can I say, live and learn.

Our weekend started out great with a visit from Sam's dad and step mom. They came to spend a few days with us an we were so happy to have them. We saw some sights, ate lots of food and just had a good time with them. They showed us the most incredible act of love kindness and patience when they volunteered to spend the majority of their vacation driving Oliver and I around Colorado Springs looking at rental properties. We were sure grateful to have them (and their GPS).

Aside from house hunting, Oliver also got his fill of Easter egg hunts. In the beginning, he would find one egg, open it, get the candy and be done. But, by the time we made it to the ward Easter egg hunt on Saturday he had fully mastered the concept and ran, yelling and jumping up and down between each egg. He was so good at finding them in fact that he kept interrupting the other activities (the egg toss and the egg obstacle course) by marching in and "finding" those eggs as well.


As you can see the Easter Bunny brought Oliver a rather large basket this year.
After a game of H-O-R-S-E with mom and dad Oliver was mostly interested in the Easter grass.
Oliver loves to play baa-gu-bo (basketball) and has taken it one step further by testing every other item in the house just to see what fits through the hoop.