Stupid Bunny . . .

is killing my diet! Emma made out like gangbusters from the Easter Bunny. She had baskets from Mommy and Daddy, Meme and PopPop, Nanny and Grandpa, AND Uncle Justin and Aunt Brittany. Kid is rolling in the chocolately goodness. And Mommy is living in a nightmare where chocolate bunnies are calling my name. Sigh.

Our Easter weekend was great though. We had a family Easter egg hunt on Saturday at Mama Hope's house. All the aunts, uncles and cousins from Jeremy's Mom's side of the family were there, about 50 in all I would guess. We skipped the church egg hunt because it was during Emma's nap time (which is sacred at our house for Mommy's mental health and to keep Emma from turning into something from the Exorcist).

All of the kids were super excited to get started and even tried cheating a little. Not to let Emma be outdone Brittany and I took her on a little snooping expedition of our own so that when they were ready to start Emma knew EXACTLY where she was going. Did I mention that we were a competitive group? Recall the great Gingerbread House decorating competition? Yeah. But Emma didn't need our help finding eggs once she realized there was candy inside, she was all about hunting some eggs then.

She did so good. But Holton was the big winner of the day- he found the Golden Egg with $5 in it.

I was worried that we wouldn't be able to make it to church on Sunday because it stormed terribly that morning, I'm talking golf sized hail. It was crazy. We braved the weather though so that Emma could wear her new Easter dress.