Easter!

Easter is one of my favorite holidays!

We had so many fun Easter traditions growing up and it's a holiday I'm pretty selfish about,

I should work on that.

We started Saturday morning off by dying eggs! Sweet Girl was super quick about the dying process but thought it was pretty awesome!

 Since Easter was in March this year it was a little cold to do "yard work",

but some of us decided to go rock climbing at an awesome spot not far from my parent's home!

I finally saw sagebrush in bloom! I'd never seen it actually in bloom before!

 The place we went rock climbing was really awesome!

It reminded us a lot of the Subway that we did last year!

 It's fun to discover the beauty we have right in our backyard!

 Easter morning with Grandpa L!

 The Easter Bunny appropriately hid Sweet Girl's basket in the airplane!

she was so excited!

 Our family with our baskets!

 After church Sweet Girl thought she was the baby and climbed into the carriage!

 The girls got silly string in their baskets (see the ground) and thought it was pretty hilarious, but the wee baby cousin was much more interested in the dog! Lol! She LOVES the dog!

It was a wonderful Easter weekend!

It's always wonderful to celebrate our Savior and His wonderful gift of the Atonement for us all!

I am so grateful for Him!

Easter 2015

My parents came down a few days before Easter,

Mom was on spring break and Dad didn't have to work,

and my sister and brother-in-law needed them to tow their car back.

It was fun to have them here for a few days.

The morning after they got here we had to have donuts, 

we have a really good donut place here!

So these donuts are now a tradition whenever my parents come.

Sweet Girl thought it was pretty neat to get a taste.

 We also have a yummy bakery, so we went there for lunch.

 All that food made us tired, so then we needed a nap... lol, I love how Sweet Girl's legs are in the air!

 Sweet Girl headed to my parent's house Friday for Easter weekend with my parents and then Sweet Husband drove down later that day after work.

We stopped and got Sweet Girl some flip-flops, seriously they are so cute!

She liked them so much I couldn't get her to stop kicking enough for a picture of both of them... lol!

 When we got to my parent's house we had to get a picture of Sweet Girl with her pineapple onsie and Uncle C's Psych phone case, in honor of him (he's on a mission).

 Saturday we went and did some yard work,

the weather wasn't supposed to be very good, but it was BEAUTIFUL!

I mean, look at that water!

The water was pretty cold, but with a wetsuit it was okay.

 Sweet Girl loved the boat!

(and tolerated the life jacket)

 After we got home we watched General Conference,

and Sweet Girl played... and ate Daddy's toes... so gross! lol, she loves feet, so weird!

 This picture cracks me up,

I'm not sure why she's crying, probably because we stopped her from eating Daddy's toes.

 Sunday morning started with our annual Easter Basket Hunt.

First off we had to get our annual group picture.

Thanks to my brother and sister's Go Pro, we got everyone in the picture!

 Sweet Girl loved her Easter basket!

I love her sneaky face in this picture and my Sweet Husband's adorable smile!

 Especially the cellophane... don't worry, I stopped her from eating it right after the picture.

 Such a happy girl!

 Our family after we found our baskets

 Sweet Girl got a few books in her basket,

she LOVES books!

 And apparently Sweet Girl also loves babies!

And smiling,

 and bunnies,

 Altoids boxes, aunts, uncles,

(my sweet sister-in-law and brother-in-law came down and celebrated Easter with us, it was really fun to have them with us!) 

 and sleeping during conference.

Sweet Girl's first Easter was a success!

Easter

The Easter Bunny hides our baskets outside and we go find them.

We always say a family prayer before we head out to find the baskets,

after the prayer it's a stampede through the back door.

This is right after everyone headed out. 

Pictured above are my mom and my dad and everyone else...

More family below 

 Here are my little brother and his sweet little fiance trying to decide whose basket was at the top..

  it was her's... lol!

 She got it!

 My sister!

 This kid loves horses... but apparently sometimes they make him angry.. lol!

 My baby brother!

Found mine!

My family!

 Here is the back story about why my Mom is in a wheelchair...

Thursday before Easter I got a text from my Dad saying,

"Just so you know, Mom's going into surgery on her foot right now."

Uhh... WHAT?! My mom broke her foot a few years ago so I thought maybe it was a result or complication with that... but really I had no idea what was going on.

So I text him right back for him to explain. He mentions something about baseboards.

Then I remember that my parents were planning to organize their garage and I knew there were baseboards in there, so I assumed she was moving those and they fell on her foot.

Turns out I was mostly correct.

My Mom and my sister were organizing the garage,

my mom decided to try to organize the baseboards in this old trampoline frame they had...

it worked until it became top heavy and fell on her, she got mostly out of the way, but apparently her foot didn't get out of the way. She yelled to my sister, "I think I broke my foot."

Thankfully, across the street the local PT was helping the sweet little old lady that lives there,

he heard my mom's cry and ran over to see what happened.

He and my sister pulled off her shoe and he said, "uhh, you need to go to the hospital."

Then he realized it was Thursday and that the local orthopedic surgeon was in town,

he told her to go there and ask if they could work her in.

He and my sister got my mom in the car, 

my sister called my dad, who was fishing, and told him he should probably come home.

My sister took her to the surgeon's office and asked if they could work her in, they said they could, the doctor took an X-ray and after one look said, "You need surgery."

He got her in that day!

The anesthesiologist turned out to be a member of their stake that helped with the trek that my parents were in charge of. She was most definitely blessed and watched over! I am so grateful for everyone that helped her out!

It turns out she tore the ligament that holds your toes together. 

So she spent most of the weekend with her foot propped up, hobbling around in crutches, or in the wheelchair for easier movement.