I have been an emotional wreck this morning.
I love Easter.
I love the colors and the fun.
I love my family and the food.
I love the reason for this holiday MORE than anything else.
I adore the courage of my Savior.
The purpose of THIS holiday means more to me than any others...
How precious to throw it back and look over the celebrations with MY children over the years?
I am so grateful that I have a Savior and that He chose to love me.
I cannot imagine being Mary and watching my son die, so that others may have life.
What a courageous heart she had...
A mother's love is nothing compared to my God and his love for me.
Hayes was about 4 months old.
Hayes was about 16 months old.
I was about 5 months pregnant.
That is my FAVORITE maternity shirt.
I still have it....
Hayes is 2 and Libby was about 8 months old.
So. Much. Joy.
Hayes was 3 and Libby was 18 months old...
Spencer was DAYS old...
Hayes is 4.
Libby is 2 and a half... going on 20.
Spencer is 1.
Hayes is 5.
Libby is 3.5, going on 16...
Easter 2016... to come.