Yesterday was Easter, Emma's last major first holiday. Say that 10x fast. Sure, there's Mother's Day, Memorial Day, and Father's Day, but those holidays don't directly affect her a whole lot. Easter is one of those filled-with-candy-prizes-and-good-food holidays right next to Thanksgiving and Christmas. We took her to her first Easter Egg Hunt and party. She wasn't all that interested in dying eggs. She wanted to splash around in the dye and kept dropping the eggs on the ground - deliberately. For the egg hunt I took her and her basket to a spot in the grass that had several eggs surrounding her. I helped her put a few in her basket and handed her one. She reached for another egg nearby and double-fisted her new prizes. She was happy to be outside and to have new toys. She shook them, tasted them, and showed them off to me. It was adorable. On Sunday, Easter day, we spent most of the day cleaning and prepping for a mini Easter Dinner and my family's arrival for their mini vacation. We took a quick trip to the grocery store and stopped by the cemetery on the way out there. I took a new pinwheel for Logan's Easter present. Emma toddled and craweled around and Ryan and I sat, marveling at how paradoxal our lives are, bittersweet. In that moment, staring at Logan's grave but watching Emma smile and babble we both were silently communicating, our hearts so full of longing for our son and overflowing, unexplainable love for our daughter. When we returned to the house we jumped back into cleaning made but we still took the time to put Emma in an adorable "Easter" dress (that da-da picked out...Only the best and the prettiest for his little girl!) We sat her beneath our big magnolia tree in the front yard with her Easter basket. She had just woken up from a nap so she was still dewey eyed and not very smiley. Afternoon naps make me groggy too...can't blame a girl! She was still interested in the goodies I had gotten her. We played with bubbles and she tossed a couple of eggs. She was more interested in the bubbles packaging though, and was quickly distracted by the lush green grass. I don't know what it is with her, but she LOVES grass. I think it might be the texture. She could run her fingers through it for half an hour if I let her! Easter dinner followed and it was delicious. After dinner we spent time chatting with family and Emma had a good time playing with Aunt Stephany. It was a long day...make that a long week ended by a long weekend...but it was a good Easter. Emma was beautiful and charming as always. We got some amazing pictures. My little girl isn't so little anymore. We are just 2 short months from her 1st birthday. How is that possible???
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Junebug,
Happy 1st Easter, sweet girl. I can't believe we have celebrated every major first holiday already. They have been good holidays, holidays filled with so much joy since you're arrival. You enjoyed your first Easter Basket!! I'm excited to keep filling that same basket in the years to come. I love you, baby girl. I love you to the moon and back and so much farther. Love always - Momma
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Logan,
Happy 3rd Easter in the stars, my love. Your baby sister left her mark on your flowers and pinwheel. I wish you were here in the flesh to play with her. I suspect she knows, sees, and feels you on a regular basis. Thank you so much for watching over her, baby boy. I miss you with each passing second, and I know with each passing second I'm that much closer to you. Thank you for guiding Emma to us safely. She will and can never take your place in our hearts, but she has restored so much hope and joy to our lives. She is our rainbow, a colorful reflection of you. I hope you playing, dancing, chasing the happiness you deserve wherever you are. I miss you...I love you...You were the first to know, understand, and hear my heartbeat from the inside. I'm sending my love to the stars. My heart walks where you walk. Love always - Momma
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