saguaro lake

I was itching to get out and go on an adventure. Thank goodness for beautiful places like this nearby.

 

And I’m even more grateful for these wonderful ladies who could get away to come with me for the day. They are the best!

After some struggle with tie down straps (we learned we have much to learn about using those things-ha!) we found a way to put three kid kayaks and a floating mat inside a mini van. Then we were off to Saguaro lake. We kayaked over to the rock for jumping. I couldn’t leave without making the jump at least once. So I did. 

Then we spent the rest of our time eating lunch, talking, and swimming in the water.








I love this beautiful world we live in and my heart loved every second of that day to get away and breathe it in with these good friends. (Hopefully I’ll get my family here soon, too.)

Easter

Easter weekend began with an egg hunt at the park with cousins.

Brinnie quickly learned that candy was inside those eggs.

We had some fun with confetti eggs, too.

And these girlies did some crafts.

That afternoon we dyed our Easter eggs. 

Perry went to town on those eggs and would’ve dyed every single one himself if we didn’t guard, protect, and fight him for the ones we did for the other kids to use.

B wasn’t sure about this activity in which she couldn’t climb on the table.

E calmed her down with a magic trick. He put the egg down her shirt and then would sneak it into his hand when it fell out and then pretend to pull it from her ear. She wanted him to do it again and again.

Sunday morning we stopped at the top of the stairs and watched an Easter video before heading down to look at the Easter baskets.

Then we went outside for a quick egg hunt before church.

I’m kind of regretting that I didn’t brush her hair before we went outside. Wild and free, I guess. Or just a ragamuffin.

This was on purpose. A fun game for any almost two year old.

She cleaned up nicely for church.

We had the missionaries over for dinner and we were grateful they shared with us their stories of how they developed their testimonies. And then it was time for everyone’s favorite Easter tradition—the egg smash.

We went to the park across the street to toss and smash those eggs to bits.

Happy Easter!