The festivities continued as we joined Tommy's brother and his family to dye easter eggs and eat a delicious feast.

but a pair of bunny ears will make even the cold and gray weather seem okay

We're not much of an early-rising family, so the Easter Bunny waited until after church to hide our baskets. Our tradition is to have a scavenger hunt with little paper clues hidden around the house leading to each basket.

Max's basket was first. His was a simple hunt with one clue: "I'm hiding in a spot we're not allowed to go...but Mommy let's Sydney play here when Daddy doesn't know." 

(the back corner behind the big shelf seems like a fun place to hide, so I don't blame Sydney for wanting to crawl back there now and then. Max looks forward to the day when he can build forts back there with her.)

Luckily tags are just as yummy to gum on

A new toothbrush (she may have a slight obsession with brushing her teeth), carrot-shaped bubbles, white gloves, egg-shaped chalk...lots and LOTS of candy that lasted only a few hours. :)

Luckily the toothbrush came along with all the treats, or else we'd be making lots of trips to the dentist soon.

The easter bunny forgot to get a basket for mine, as well as hiding it with clues, so when it was my turn, Tommy said, "Okay, go find it!" and I turned around to see that it was laying in the corner of the living room the entire time...in my purse. Nice and convenient for me. The sooner I can get to the treats, the better. :)

Hiding in our front planters (yes, we love our fake mushrooms in our planters) was Tommy's basket, filled to the brim with kid toys and treats: a kite, ring toss, water gun, orange sticks, and lots and lots of marshmallows (his favorite). 

We had a wonderful Easter week, celebrating with both my side of the family, and then later with Tommy's side. Even though Utah never quite gave us the spring weather, we donned our easter dresses and hunted for eggs outside, despite. Here's part 1 of 3 easter posts. :)

We started the week off with an egg hunt in the park behind our house. My mom was in town helping with Sarah's new baby, so we had an early celebration before she left.

I'm a little embarrassed to report that Sydney finally got her first haircut...at age 2 3/4. It's come to the point where I have to put it up whenever we go in public or else people will think my poor girl is homeless. But luckily Sydney's cousin, Leah, was ready for her first haircut yesterday, and they invited us to join in on the fun!