Easter

Easter Sunday....up from the grave he arose!  My heart should be stirred every single day at the reminder of what Jesus did for us on the cross at Calvary.  Truth is, it is some times more than others and Easter Sunday is always one of those times when it is.  Grace is an amazing thing; we can never repay God for what he did for us, but we are so incredibly thankful.  And somehow that has to be enough, which is often hard for me to accept.

My littlest bunny takes my Mama breath away.  He is an absolute joy to my heart and I am so thankful that God saw fit to give us this little man.  

And my biggest bunny is my little tender-hearted sweetie.  Look at her the wrong way and she'll lose it.  She is a little mommy and I am so thankful for her nurturing ways.

I know our matching outfits won't last much longer...sniff.

The newness of life that Spring offers reminds me of the newness of life that Christ offers.  We take advantage of the fresh greenery by getting pictures by Grandaddy's fish pond whenever we can.

My nieces and nephew are getting so big!  I love getting to watch these babies grow.

Uncle Mark got the golf cart out and rode the kids around for a bit while we were hiding the eggs in the front yard.

Cutest little spring chicken ever.

Once again, Grandaddy prepared his yearly dyed and personalized eggs for us.  My cousin Robbie hid mine way up where I couldn't reach it in a tree.  That's ok, though, next year I'll get him back. ;)

Happy Easter from my family to yours!!