We dyed eggs with what we had on hand: frozen blueberries, strawberries, and onion skins.
The subtle colors were absolutely beautiful. They greeted the girls Easter morning in “pockets” of our Hungarian spring bread. One egg for every child.
(The tradition is to set the Easter table the night before with the sweet bread ring with empty pockets. To the children’s surprise, the pockets are filled with the Easter Egg on Easter morning.)
This was our first Easter dinner at home. Ever.
With a few couples to join us, we had the most wonderful time preparing our home for a feast and simple Easter program. The children’s table enjoyed some cute hare-like rolls, thanks to Caroline. (My attempt turned out more like a hippo.)
Our central decoration for both tables were our beautiful eggs! I loved them so much!
There were meaningful touches of family all across our Easter table: my great aunt’s crouched tablecloth and Bobby’s grandmother’s china.
Before kids were exhausted, we read verses of scripture, sang songs, even a duet with my Caroline, and slowed down and quieted enough to reflect and celebrate Christ’s gift of resurrection at the conclusion of the week.
It was so special to create memories of Easter and open up our home this year.
(And not even one photo of Rowan in his yellow pants! Maybe another day.)
the sleep time gal