Ok, so in this pic he doesn't look so excited. But that's really only because it's getting harder and harder to get Bray to stand still for more than a quick second so I can snap a pic. So you might not see him so much on here anymore, lol! Or I need to get a better camera that takes great action shots. All my iPhone pics of him are a blur of arms and legs. Always on the run, this one.
Luckily he still lets me dress him up. As independent and opinionated as he is I'm pretty surprised. I think really it's just that he has no real concern for clothing at all. We've steered clear of the character tees so maybe that's part of it too.
Anyways, Easter morning we got all dressed up to go to church and then to the lake for Easter brunch with the whole family. This dress is one of my Rent the Runway picks, I'm in love with all things floral lately. It's so pretty, all flowers and flowy in the breeze. I think it's one of my top three, if not my favorite dress I've borrowed so far. Might have to invest in buying this one….
Skip back to before we got all dressed up though, when we did the early morning Easter bunny thing. But really I should tell you about how I dropped the ball (again!) on holiday tradition. I'm getting good at this one. It's comical I suppose. I'm the mom who plans parties and blogs about cute ideas and then when it comes to my own kid I'm the mom who procrastinates till the last second, panics and picks up a grocery store cake and a bunch of random crap to try and pull off a last minute miracle. The mom that buys all kinds of cute Easter stuff from the Target dollar spot and not a single thing that works for a three-year-old boy. So last night I was the mom rummaging through all the Easter left-overs at the store to try and make an Easter basket. When did Easter become like Christmas? It was insanity.
I also would not recommend shopping for Easter basket goodies after you've had a few glasses of wine. I spent nearly an hour trying to balance out the ratio of candy things to not-candy things and measure the usefulness and likelihood of my child losing each item within a day. While my husband sat waiting in the car. Forty-eight dollars later I walked out with a basket and two bags full of stuff, and not a clue what I had bought. So it was all just as much a surprise to me as it was for B Easter morning.
He was happy though, and that's all that really matters. He get's to ride the holiday sugar high wave a couple of days and we get to steal half the candy back from his hiding spot each night. The Easter Bunny giveth, and the Easter Bunny taketh. And eateth 🙂
Easter Sunday in the South
We snapped a few pics of us all looking clean and civilized and then headed off to church. After church we made our way to the lake where Mop (that's what the littles call Grandma) was just pulling the last couple of Easter dishes out of the oven. I wish I could put into words how good the southern cooking is around here. There just are no words. Instead, the proof is in the pants I can't currently fit into. Because we've been enjoying Sunday suppers and weekend cook-outs and it's all so damn delicious I can't stop eating! It's getting out of control. I need an intervention!
I promise I'll share more on the Easter brunch spread in another post. Honey baked ham, cream corn casserole, broccoli salad, deviled eggs, green beans, butter rolls…. oh my gosh, see! My mouth is watering and I've gained five pounds just writing about it!
I'll post the pics and recipes soon so ya'll will know what I'm talking about.
All kidding aside, what really made this Easter special was that we got to spend it with family. That's what it's all about, that's why we made our big transition from the city life to the country. So Brady could know his Mop and Pop, his cousins and this whole world of people who love him. Really know them, not just as the person we visit at Christmas. We want him to know them and have memories with them, grow up surrounded by people who will be a part of his childhood.
Watching him hunt for Easter eggs by the lake with his cousins, or playing in the sand or fishing off the dock…. these are all the little moments that I've longed for him to have since he was born. I love how much our world has opened up and how big it feels since we made it smaller. Quieter. It's made it so much easier to see and appreciate the truly important things.