A Tisket, A Tasket and now Another Basket!

Easter has never really been my holiday.  The weather is unpredictable.  I don't like Peeps, Jelly beans or Cadberry eggs.  To dye Easter eggs makes me a little crazy because of the mess.  The grass from the girls' baskets is all over the house and gets stuck between our toes.  I feel the pressure to have my girls in beautiful Easter dresses, be on their best behavior, and of course stay clean. 

This year topped the charts.  Joel was released from the hospital on Easter, my Dad was miserable and scheduled for sinus surgery the next morning, my Mom was taking care of them, cooked the meal, and waiting for results on a biospy.  It was unusually warm, Lucy was clingy, and would not nap all day - not even on the car ride home. 

Then I stopped, took a deep breath and thought about what Easter is all about. 
Jesus rose from his tomb.  He died on the cross for ME!  He went through all that pain so that I could have life.  That's what it is all about.  Then I looked at my girls in their matching adorable Easter dresses (dirty by now)  and I realized this is Lucy's first Easter!  I don't want to focus on the negatives.  I want to remember how cute she looked with her chubby arms and legs in her dress, and how Layna was so excited to find her basket that she woke up, found it, and then put it back so that I could see her find it.  That Layna was patient with Lily and wanted her to find eggs and got excited when she did.  And how Lily found one egg with candy and that is all she wanted.  She got her chocolate and was content to sit and enjoy it.  That Lily ate 4 sticks of string cheese and called me "Meghan".  That Jeromy took Layna and Lily to the park.  My Mom and Jeromy took the girls for a walk and my Dad told me that he thought Jeromy was an amazing dad.  He is, Dad, he really is!  Our 8th wedding anniversary, Jeromy's 31st birthday and my trip to Wisconsin was all coming this week. This is what I want to remember.

To see the pics, check this out....

Slideshow - 2010 Easter with the Suman Girls

Sometimes I wish my life was easier, calmer and that I had more time for me.  In fact I wish it was more about me.  But I don't want to do things the easy way-Jesus didn't.  Some friends of mine at MOPS helped me turn my worries over to God.  It's not about me, it's about him and I want to be more like him.

This Easter we had 3 girls ages 5 and under, chaos, stress, pain and anger.  But we also had joy, laughter, praises, love and Lucy.  Happy Easter baby Lucy!  I love you all so much.