You make mistakes; you need to repent!

Our Easter celebrations began on Good Friday, also known as the day Jesus was crucified. Kyler suggested we take the kids to the temple grounds that morning, and I was more than agreeable. When we got there, we went for a little stroll around the temple, talking with the children about Christ and the resurrection, and how the temple is the House of the Lord. We were all enjoying ourselves, when Craig decided to take a break, sitting down on a little wall outside the temple. I ask him what's up, and he says,

"Sometimes, you make me sad, Momma."

Oh? Kyler comes over.

"Sometimes, you make me sad, Daddy."

How do we make you sad, Craig?

"You make mistakes... you need to repent."

You're right, Craig. 

I love being humbled and chastised by a 2.5 year old. :) But, he's right. I do make mistakes. And because of my Savior, I can repent.

We continued our Easter fun with egg dying on Saturday morning. When I told Kyler it was almost time, Craig ran to the fridge and pulled out two hard boiled eggs, and then enthusiastically "cracked" them together. Isn't he helpful?

Calista wanted her egg to be purple, 

and Craig wanted his to be blue.

So we got the dye ready, and kids were thrilled.

Craig did try to drink the egg dye at one point.

I supposed that's why we use stuff like food dye, water, and vinegar in it. So if weird children drink the blue dye, they won't... die.
Hee.

And of course, Easter celebrations continued on Easter Sunday.

Calista got a new dress, hat, and bag - wow!

Craig absolutely refused to put on a tie.

He also didn't want to take any pictures at all, but I bribed him.

All that meant is he sat still-ish. No smiles, though.
After church, they got to see their Easter baskets.

Calista was very excited about her purple bubble wand, red car, and not one, not two, but three chocolate Easter bunnies. (One from me and Kyler, one from a little old lady at church, and one from her primary teacher. Goodness gracious!) She was incredibly sweet, offering to share with each of us.

Craig only got two chocolate Easter bunnies (from us and from the little old lady at church) but he wasn't bothered.
And finally, the Easter egg hunt. It was warm enough that we actually did it outside!

Craig needed some help to find the eggs, and wasn't terribly interested in them once he got them... until he came inside and realized most had chocolate in them.

Calista was a lot more enthusiastic, probably because she knew from experience what wonders the eggs held.

Everyone was pretty happy to play outside for a bit.

Darkness veils the earth no more, Where thy victory, o grave?

Happy Easter!