Easter Sunday

In keeping up with my twin sister, I had to make matching Easter dresses for me and my first born little Miss this year! Only....mine didn't get finished. Between a nursing baby, a VERY sick Aiden who woke several times screaming through the night (Daddy took care of him for the most part...so I could sew away), and a VERY inexperienced Mommy with clothes making, this is what I got! I've been told that my sister stayed up until 5am Easter morn to do her dress...I made it to 2:30. My Lydia then decided that she wanted to be awake, talking and smiling. I talked with her...enjoyed every minute and then dozed off on the couch, to wake 4 hours later, FULL of energy. (I convinced myslef atleast!)

It turned out perfect for my Little Miss Lydia who is in need of a LONG dress to cover her toes! As for my dress...I'm aiming for Mother's Day!

We ventured out to the cemetery this morning, in keeping with the true tradition of Easter hope. I wonder how Mary must have felt when she approached the Saviors tomb and moments later discovered her Lord face to face. I have been to the cemetery and felt Shane in spirit, in my moments of most need and grief, I have felt him there. I cannot even begin to imagine the overwhleming joy I would feel to see and feel his resurrected body.

Our family will grow and blossom...hopefully into what the Lord intends it to be. I am certain Shane will love watching the changes and happiness that we have. Miss Lydia was an added blessing this year--she is simply scrumptious!

Steve picked out a mixture of pink blue and white flowers with beautful Easter lillies.

I watched people come in handfuls and walk up to their loved ones graves. I watched a few wipe tears from their eyes and even some began to speak. I watched in awe as I thought....there really is hope in this world. Why else would so many venture out on Easter Sunday to visit their loved one's; because they really do believe in the Savior and His power over death.

Look at those handsome boys...and a girl!