Our Easter 2010

You know by now that our family does nothing the easy way.  And Easter was no different.  I love Easter Sunday.  It's such a special day for everyone, but especially for those of us that are God's children.  I don't know how Easter is done where you live but here in the south we do it up right.  Every one is in their finest duds.  And a lot of people have new kicks for Easter.  Then after church it's time for family functions and traditions.  And our family is no exception.  Except yesterday was the exception(and I think I win the prize for using exception an exceptional amount in one sentence).

Normal and wonderful Sunday morning.  Clayton went to sleep during church which is kinda unusual for him but not unheard of.  And considering that he was awakened by Emma(the dog) around 6 am yesterday morning I expected him to sleep through service.  Clayton woke up as we were leaving to head to Chad's parents for the afternoon.  And then the unthinkable happened.

Clayton became the next victim to the stomach virus that Chad and I(and my parents) last weekend.  And if you have a toddler then you know(as I learned today) there is no way to direct or predict when....uhm...."ruminate" is coming.  So I just let it happen right there in the pew. 

So all of our Easter plans were canceled.  The three of us holed up at our house for the afternoon.  Chad went back to church for communion during our PM service.  I hated to miss communion again.  I missed it last time because Clayton was sick.  Clayton and I stayed home and watched, "Marley and Me", "Shark Tale", "Open Season", and oodles of Veggie Tales.  A random assortment of moomees(movies for ya'll that don't speak Clayton).

So I have no pictures of Clayton in his really awesome Easter duds.  They had to be laundered as soon as we got home.  As did my Easter clothes and his car seat cover.  Chad and I did decide that a sick child would be a great abstinence lesson for teenagers.  Don't give them those mechanical baby doll things.  Instead just let them take care of a sick baby for 24 hours.  But that's just a theory.

Today's a better day.  We're on the BRAT(Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, and Toast) diet today.  I think the little man is feeling much better.  We're gonna reschedule all of his Easter plans and traditions for later in the week.  I know Easter isn't about all the traditions associated with it.  But those traditions give Chad and me another opportunity to teach Clayton about our Savior and His amazing love.