We were fortunate enough to have a wild moment of insight a few days before the Easter holiday that Joe wasn't working over the weekend and we have family in Denver. We were so thrilled to think of it! It's one of those forehead-slap moments we typically get the day after. So we called Joe's grandma, "horsey grandma" since she has neighbors with horses that the kids just HAVE to feed every time we visit, and she was so excited to have company!
We brought egg dye kits, Easter baskets, and candy and spent Saturday getting ready for the less-religious (and more chocolate-y) part of Easter.
Drawing on the hard-boiled eggs before we dyed them.
Joe was very nervous that the kids would make a mess on grandma's table with the dye so he insisted we do it outdoors. It wasn't the warmest of days but the kids didn't mind being on the deck. Come to think of it, the kids rarely mind being outside, even if the weather is less than perfect...
We posed for a little shot. I've been trying to take more pictures of us since I've noticed a serious shortage of pictures of myself as I scrapbook - like, I'm in one picture per year. Also, we're not getting any younger or cuter, so we should take advantage of the time!
The boys accidentally dropped some finished eggs so they had hard-boiled eggs or a snack right then and there.
A few days prior to the trip Patrick asked when we were going and I replied "Saturday and Sunday." He was perplexed and said, "maybe we should just go on Saturday because on Sunday we need to go to church." Ahhhh, too true! And holy crap, we should have named him Peter instead of Patrick (as in, Peter Priesthood...) Luckily, I had another "a-ha!" moment - grandma lives close to our old Thornton home, so we would be close enough to visit our old Thornton ward! Oh MAN, THEN I got excited about this trip - horses, grandmas, getting out of the house, yeah yeah yeah, but MY FRIENDS?! This is EXCITING! So I made sure everyone was dressed their best and made sure we got to church early (that never happens) and we saw lots of people we know and love and miss dearly. And Peter... I mean, Patrick... got his Sunday worship in as well.
So there you have it, a seriously AWESOME weekend trip instead of a seriously AWFUL forehead slap. We've decided we definitely need to do it more often!