This year we had a quiet, low key, Easter at my In-Law’s house. I knew Easter was coming but it hadn’t crossed my mind about what we would do or eat on Easter Sunday. All I knew is how much back end work I needed to get done over the weekend, I hadn’t really thought of it being Easter Sunday. I am so thankful for my Mother In Law. She really is the best. She never sleeps and is always thinking of others. She called me Thursday, asking if we had any plans at home or with my family. My parents were out of town and aside from working on the laptop it didn’t even dawn on me why she was asking. So with little hesitation from our end, she got us and John’s brother and his wife over for the day.

I was able to see Sam’s baby bump get bigger. She looks so cute. She’s in the third trimester now and said she stays tired all the time. Aside from being out of breath most of the afternoon, she (they) were able to clear the plate, lol. I don’t miss those days. Feeling tired, out of breath, always trying to push my food down. Uh…the pain of pregnancy. I can’t wait to see baby Blair. If she has half the spunk her parent’s do, she’ll be just fine and fit in this family perfectly.

Upon arrival, here are some of the decorations at my Mother In Law’s house. She always does such a good job. Simple and easy.

We always have finger foods waiting on us, while we wait for everyone to arrive. Crackers and cheese are mine and John’s favorite. This year she added peppered salami. I don’t normally eat salami but this was the bomb. I could’ve eaten the whole thing if she didn’t slap my hand away from the plate a few times.

This is my Mother In Law, Deborah. I think she does crack (half joking and she’ll kill me if she ever reads this) because she wakes up at 4 a.m. She never naps and doesn’t go to bed until after midnight. I think she secretly owns a part of Walmart and Costco because she makes several trips there a week. I think she’s an undercover boss or something. No way someone can enjoy making that many trips all the time. I get cranky going one time and that’s just to drive around and pick up my order online. Just thinking about her routine makes me tired. On occasion, she’s driven 20 miles to our house to let our dog inside if a rain storm appears out of nowhere and has even taken our dog to her vet 40 miles away while we’re at work, if she didn’t like the way they were acting. This woman, here, is Superwoman!

Look at all this food! This was all her doing. She didn’t ask anyone to bring anything and when I asked what I could contribute, she only suggested I stop for green onions and that was mainly because she knew I liked them. And yes, yes I did stop for the onions. They were good!

Where to start with these two. This is my husband, John, on the right and his brother, Chris, on the left. Chris hates photos as well. Most of the time, he photobombs me with a bird or crosses his eyes. These guys had to hide the eggs for the egg hunt. Chris, surprisingly took his time and laid the eggs out really well for the kids, while John started throwing eggs on the ground as soon as his feet hit the pavement. There were a total of eighty eggs and he had fifty eggs in the grass within five minutes. Chris and John each had a gold egg but somehow John’s gold egg got lost. We lost a handful of his eggs, during the hunt that never made it back in the bag. Did he feel bad….No.

Now they’re back in and ready to start the egg hunt. This is how I’m usually greeted when I want to take a photo of these two. Chris doing his usual and John giving me the “I’m so tired of your pics smile.” By now, I’m use to it and just go with whatever they give me.

These kids are ready to go! Chris had to hold the door shut so I could get my photo.

These pictures don’t do any justice for this egg hunt. I really wish I could post the ten minute video of this hunt. There was screaming, laughter and lots of “hey…hey…hey” from Grandpa. I wonder at what age kids start to realize the eggs are hidden close to where the adults are standing. These kids flew past several eggs, ignoring all the pleas Grandpa made by whispering “hey…hey,” to the point Jenna finally said, “don’t tell me, I want to find them on my own!” Y’all! We were dying through the tears. They were running in circles and Grandpa stood there hollering “hey…hey…hey.”

I can’t remember who found the most eggs but Nolan found the gold egg. There were two hidden, in hopes each kid would find one but since John has his own way of “hiding eggs,” some were unaccounted for.

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