April 5

It's been a quiet, restful Easter at our house.

When the boys came downstairs this morning, we gathered in the family room where the Easter Bunny had left their baskets in front of the fireplace. They plunked down on the floor, graciously consented to photos, and then went through their booty. I was quietly thankful that I judged their interests as well as I did because that doesn't always happen. (The proof in the pudding? Isaac assembled his mini wind-up robot as soon as he got home from church and Brady bounced his high-bounce bouncy ball against the back of the house for hours. And both munched their Hershey's bunnies and Sour Patch Kids. And at one point, I looked over and realized that both were busily working on their respective Sudoku books. That's success. And although I could make it about me, I'll pass to praise on to the Lord for giving me good ideas!)

After the baskets were emptied we got dressed (and yep, I got Isaac and Brady matching shirts, which they accepted and wore with zero complaints) and went to church, where a Christian dance group performed in addition to the usual Sunday sermon. I've always had an emotional connection with dance, so they brought tears to my eyes.

We filled the rest of the afternoon with the A's game on TV and lasagna for dinner followed by several hands of cards around the table. And then after that, Adam connected with Abby via video call.

So I'd say it was a good family day. 

And beyond that, it was a good day to remember and be thankful for the Resurrection of Jesus. His fully selfless, sacrificial act changed life forever for those who call Him Lord: given that the Resurrection means that Logan is waiting for us on the other side of the veil and not gone forever, I can never be grateful enough for Easter.