Easter

Easter is so much fun! I have been "horning" in on Richard's family for many, many a year. There is nothing better than an Esplin Easter in Orderville. Thank you Esplins! (Alex... I don't think I've seen you for years! No fair to try and use school as an excuse.)

We traveled down on Friday... and stopped at Janett's. Jesse was kind enough to saddle up his horse and give our kids rides. Nothing but fun at Jan's, I tell you what.









The big Easter Egg-stravaganza begins with the dying of eggs. Thanks to WIC I was able to store up seven dozen eggs... but I cracked quite a few. Susan threw in three dozen boiled eggs and a dozen raw eggs and we colored them all. I love being around Sue's boys because they are so much help. Jacob, Logan and Isaac were pretty much in charge of the dying of the eggs and I felt like I could just sit back and relax. Nice... Then we must fill the too many plastic eggs with the two much candy. Susan and I always go way overboard. But, there were plenty of eggs and plenty of candy for the others who just show up at Grandma's expecting there to be candy and eggs... and there was.... and all was well. When all is ready the little kids (six or seven and younger) find the eggs down at Grandma's house. B thought he was too old for this, so he helped R find eggs... she had more eggs than she needed! The older kids go on a treasure hunt. Daniel did a great job with the treasure hunt and it is fun to watch the kids run all around. The treasure is their Easter baskets. Good times, good times.



Next comes the pot luck lunch. Yummy baked beans and salads, fresh rolls and brownies. Always scrumptious. Just when you think it is time for a nap... we hear that everyone has already left to go to the sand dunes. We load up the shovels, eggs, blow dart guns and all of the kids to head out. The ramp is elaborate and a work of art. Jumps, diverting paths, tunnels... it is all there. We had fun rolling dozen after dozen of eggs down the super speed way.



Once the eggs are all broken the egg war breaks out. Generally the war stays away form the women folk. This year it came dangerously close. I blame that on the youngest couples who still think hitting your true love with an egg shows how much you adore her. Last but not least comes the blow dart war. The participants line up from tallest to shortest, then every other one steps forward to make teams for the first round. After everyone gets shot, they play again, and again, and again. Pretty much until all of the little, little kids are crying and screaming. S wet her pants, R was crying because she couldn't get all of the sand off... It just makes it easier to go home. : ) When we got back to Susan's house we ran right to the shower. Wow, I am grateful for running water! Then we get to chat and eat leftovers all night long. Sunday they monsters were all dressed up and we went to our favorite ward in Orderville (don't tell the other ward).



Our monsters are all so very handsome. Thank you Susan. We had such a great time. I do hope the Esplins never hold a meeting to figure out how to reclaim their own family holiday. We love the Esplin Easter! When I explained the festivities to Ana, she was amazed. I would like to dedicate this tunnel to Ana. It was built by Logan and help... The eggs would spin once or twice before they went on through. It was sweet.