This is one of those years where our Easter celebrations fell in the midst of our spring break. That makes for a whirlwind of a week.
We were so ready for a break. We headed straight to our favorite mountain.
The little girls couldn't wait to spend their days in the ski school. Those instructors are experts at excitement.
At the end of each day, the ski school always looks like a wild party just came to a screeching halt.
These two played hard and slept hard.
Since they were so in love with the school, I was left to ski with some big kids. I never got pictures of the boys hurtling themselves over the jumps, darn it. But I did get to enjoy time with Annie taking in the sparkling beauty of fresh snow and soft powder.
And once in awhile, taking in a snowball fight or two.
And trying my best to improve some skills so I can keep up with the rest of this family.
Um, that doesn't look steep, but that's black diamond moguls I'm working' there ;)
This time, saying goodbye to this mountain was kind of hard. Our skiing grounds will soon be changing and it broke my heart to watch the ski instructors that have taught so many of my little people, linger over their goodbyes.
We were at lunch one afternoon, and a group of young adults waved and called for Eliza from the corner of the large cafeteria. One jumped up and swept my girl into her arms and carried her away to sit and chat with the lunching group.
I wish I had a picture of her surrounded by the seven young people treating her like she was their favorite friend in the world.
We will miss that and it was hard to let go.
Every holiday that comes around, we can't help but miss Celia . But our "adopted child", Jakob, took his spring break to go see Celia in Provo and kindly brought her an Easter Egg hunt from us to her.
He was good to send us her traditional "Celia eats egg dye" pic.
And to send pics of one hum dinger of a hunt.
We drove back from spring break on Easter and a snow storm had blown through our neck of the woods so our traditional outdoor festivities were put on hold.
We colored eggs in the garage this year in case of any irreparable spills.
This fine egg hider led the indoor hunt since the snow was too deep to even pretend we could have a hunt out of doors.
Doesn't matter. The excitement was still contagious.
I'm always so grateful for the Easter season and the remembrance that I can be together forever with those that I love so much. Our Easter Sunday held a very special experience as Jakob invited us to be present for a special blessing that was given just for him. We are thankful to have been apart of that, to have our family get to learn from him and to have a knowledge that God lives, loves his children, and has a plan for them.
That knowledge is everything.
Hoping your Easter was everything, too.