I feel like I’m still riding the high of Easter Sunday, its certainly competing for my favorite holiday after seeing Wyatt and all the little kids go crazy over the eggs! Last year he was a little too young but this year he was all about it, literally picking up egg after egg and had no idea there was anything even in them until we sat down!
Gavin’s family did a hunt on Saturday so we were able to have two full days of family fun, and the combination of our two families had us surrounded by TONS of cousins, aunts, uncles and friends. Sunday morning we woke up early and went to church with my parents an what I loved most was that 4 out of 5 siblings in my family were there, I swear my mom was floating the entire day surrounded by so many of her kids! After Church we headed to Donuts because as you may know, its our tradition and the only way we can get Wyatt to sit still for church haha! Before our family gathering, we headed over to our best family friends, the Ikeda’s house for a HUGE community gathering. Wyatt went crazy over the eggs and we enjoyed spending time with families from all the phases of our life. It’s so magical to build friendships and have babies with friends you grew up with. At 5:30 our family came over and we did our annual Easter Egg Roll, which is basically two people at the ends of either table, rolling two eggs together. Somehow only one egg cracks when two collide so the one whose egg doesn’t crack continues onto the next round. Doesn’t sound very interesting when I type it but my whole family gets SO into it, literally at one point the entire room was cheering. As usual I was out the first round, and my Uncle Craig took the trophy after a defeat over my Papa!
The day was full of love, family, and good friends, the best recipe for an amazing holiday. These crazy times of life have me more and more grateful for the community and people we are surrounded by. Good people are not hard to find where we live and I’m more than grateful for that.
Also, been struggling with some serious mom guilt lately because we have actually decided to not take him to Tulum with us in April. We are going to have him stay with Gavin’s parents who are SO wonderful, and he will be so much happier but the thought of five days away from him is actually killing me, and Gavin. When did you guys first leave your little ones? Would love to hear advice from you all about combating this mom guilt I have!