We woke up, and the sun was shinning and the daffodils were out, and it was Easter!

We woke up in our room, and the easter bunny had come!

The theme of the basekets, not on purpose by the way, Dulce de Leche.

I have been wanting to try these, but there is just so much sugar, and they were so expensive, it was sweet that he remembered.

And how could I miss an opportunity to give Karl a helicopter.

We had the breakfast buffet at the hotel restaurant: Rosemary potatoes, eggs, french toast, scones, yogurt and all the sausage and bacon a person could possibly eat.

We went to church at a ward in Midway.

Then headed home.

We stopped at bridal veil on our way home.

We got home, and Zac was practically there waiting for us. We invited him and Graham over for a traditional easter dinner. I even set the table, table cloth and all.

Karl getting dinner ready.

We dyed a few eggs. For a very special purpose.

Graham was not ready for my strike! Yes, egg wars! When graham quickly lost to me, he threw his egg on the ground.

The last two standing, Zac and me.

Zac didn’t him my egg, he hit my finger so hard it broke through my own egg.

It hurt a little…both my pride and my thumb.

The victor, again!

What was dinner?

Mashed potatoes, ham, asparagus.

And dessert?

Strawberry short cake.

After the boys left, we called our families, and went to bed.

For the first night in a long time, I had a full nights rest, I was beat!