Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

Monday, April 5, 2010

Just couldn't resist...


One more pic of my girl.

How-To: Deep Fry a Turkey




Voila!

Easter

If I were to describe my ideal Easter, it would look a lot like easter in the movie 'Steel Magnolias'.  An elaborate easter egg hunt in a beautiful park on a gorgeous sun-shiny day.  All the little girls running around in beautiful easter dresses, and likewise, the boys in sweet sweater vests.  And of course, a picnic in the park with games to follow and the exceptionally good company of friends and family.  Yep, that about sums it up.  My 'la la land' vision of the perfect easter.  Here in reality (or maybe just the still somewhat chilly prairie land), things go down a little differently.  Deep fried turkey, Joe dress' and rubber boots, street hockey, an easter egg hunt in the basement... are just a few of the necessary minor adjustments from the all-fantastical vision.  One thing not to be compromised, however, was the good company of family and friends.     









Matthew 28:2-6 – He is not here; He has risen, just as He said
There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men. The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay."

Saturday, April 3, 2010

A Good Friday


Just when you thought hockey was all but over-- the inline skates appear.



Camera shy.



Aaron's tender tootsies needing a rest.  Lazy butt.





This Good Friday, we remembered.

Mark 15: 37-39- Jesus breathed his last.

With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last. The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. And when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, heard his cry and saw how he died, he said, “Surely this man was the Son of God!”

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Ukrainian Village


This year of Kindergarten, I've been picked to volunteer for two of the more exciting (in my opinion :) field trips; Festival of Trees and yesterday, Ukrainian Village.  Fingers crossed (x) for the greenhouse field trip...  Aaron's part of a really fun class of kids and his teacher is always enjoyable to hang out with.  There are a lot of laughs to be had when you're hanging out with twenty five-year-olds.  Not to mention, the last time I had been to the Ukrainian Village I was Aaron's age exactly!  On a kindergarten field trip.  The focus of the trip; help the pioneers prepare for Easter.  Our tasks were making Paska and decorating eggs.  Both held special meaning in representing the death and resurrection of Jesus, so not only were we having a good time but also learning about the symbolism of the eggs, bread and easter baskets.  Pretty refreshing with the Easter holiday fast approaching.
We had a great time together.  As always, I consider myself blessed to share in these moments with my fave lil' guy.