Skip to main content

Easter Sunday 2011

  This is one of my favorite days of the year. I love that the tomb was empty. I love to sing "He Lives" to myself all day long (I really do!) I love pretty dresses on little girls. I love Easter Egg hunts. I love that everything is new and fresh. And chocolate...What is there not to love about Easter?

We started celebrating as soon as we woke up.  My friend Melissa told me about Resurrection Biscuits. So I decided to make them part of our morning breakfast. In addition to the Resurrection Biscuits, I made up a family tradition of Wild Onions and Scrambled Eggs. Truly wonderful food!

To make Resurrection Biscuits, you begin with simply a can of Grand Biscuits. Roll them out  with a rolling pin. 

Brush them with butter, add some Cinnamon and sugar. And 1 large white marshmallow. There are lots of significance to the spices and the white marshmallow but they were pretty hard to explain to a 3 year old. Then you fold up the biscuit around the marshmallow, creating a tomb. 

After you bake them according to the package directions, you will find that  the marshmallow disappears, leaving an empty tomb. That part The Short Chic got!




As far as the Scrambled Eggs with Wild Onions, first you have to find a stash of wild onions. My mom is the best at locating them and making sure they are wild onions and not wild garlic.
I chopped up the wild onions, added some mushrooms and sauteed in some butter. Okay, this is not a diet dish. This is a good for the soul dish!
Then you add some eggs, scramble them up and you have one of the best dishes I have ever eaten.
After breakfast, we got everything cleaned up and ready to head to my sister-in-law's home for our family gathering. About an hour before we were scheduled to leave, The Short Chic runs upstairs hiding her hands. That should be every Momma's clue that maybe something is wrong. She has never hidden her arms before. But, she is not very good at it and I can see something black behind her back. It did not take long before I realized that something black, was her hands and arms!

The black armed Short Chic. REALLY!! One hour before we are set to leave for the family gathering, this is what she looks like!
I am thankful for washable markers! A quick shower, clothing change and a whole new kid emerges!

 So off we go to my Sister-In-Law's home for our family gathering and Easter egg hunt. I am going to say that we probably had 500 eggs for 6 kids.


We were also able to visit with the farm animals, thanks to Ford Man!

Daddy and The Short Chic petting the horses.

Everyone loved the Llama's. I should also make a note that you probably should not wear heeled sandals to a land-mine filled pasture.
And of course, now that my Niece can walk, you know we had to buy matching dresses for the two girls. Unfortunately, they both will not cooperate with the camera. Maybe next year Maddie!

Baby Laska and The Short Chic. Orange is now The Short Chic's favorite color.
And for this Mommy, the day became perfect at 6:50 p.m. when The Boy made it home from his Dad's..with a new haircut!! We had a private Easter egg hunt for the two kiddo's, enjoyed our Easter Baskets. It was a blessed day full of fun, friends, and family. Thank you for a wonderful day!
MOM, I got Toy Story 3!

My two with their Easter Chocolate

The Boy and The Short Chic
Happy Easter, 2011!

And  can I show you all my picture of the day....I finally got to play with light:

Comments

  1. Al I can say is I Love, Love, Love this post! I can't believe Laska is so big, I remember when you showed pictures of her just born. Short chic looks good in whatever her color of the week is! I thought it was cute how her and the boy's head were leaning the same way with the chocolate and lastly, Yay for light! Oh, I'm excited that you made the biscuits!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Looks like you guys had a wonderful day!!! I love the dresses!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

My Weekend Project: A PVC Camping Lamp Post and Flag Holder

I have seen a few of these around campsites and I knew I would like to have one. The only problem that I had is The Husband. He already thinks we drag too much stuff with us when we go camping and if I had told him my desire to have a PVC Camping Light Pole he would have shut it down quickly! So, that leaves a girl with only one choice: Figure out how to do it by herself. I did some internet searching and found a few road maps on RV forums. They seemed easy enough! I visited the local hardware store for the supplies: An exterior post lantern light 2 inch PVC pipe (I used 5 feet but had to purchase a 10 foot piece) A 3 inch toilet flange A 3 inch to 2 inch Reducer PVC Glue A 12 foot electric cord kit 2 - 3/4 inch PVC Caps I also used a few supplies we already had on hand: White Spray Paint 3 1/2 foot - 3/4 inch PVC Pipe Drill Bits (1 inch and 1/2 inch) Tent Stakes The first step was preparing the lantern light. I could only find black i

Tonsillectomy (Warning Photos!)

The Short Chic came down with a pretty nasty case of strep throat back in April. So, when The Boy started complaining about his throat hurting about 12 days later, I was pretty confident that he had inherited his sister's strep. Instead, The Boy was diagnosed with a peritonsillar abscess growing on his right tonsil.  We had to immediately see an ENT  Physician who took a needle and drained the abscess. He removed about 5.5 cc of puss from The Boys throat.and then told us that once you have a peritonsillar abscess you were high risk to keep getting them. The Boy's tonsils were now compromised and needed to be removed.  We were told to plan for a two week recovery so we worked a surgery into our summer plans. Between family vacations, summer sports, and the beginning of school The Boy had his second surgery. A tonsillectomy.  Pre-surgery prepping went well. It must be nice to be young and have healthy veins for an IV! The Boy had lots of pre-surgery visitors. My

Liver Cheese: A Family Tradition

Today is an anniversary date. One of those dates you wish you did not have to remember but there is no way you can forget.  Fifteen years ago today,two days after his birthday, my father died of lung cancer. He was a lifelong smoker and his cancer was aggressive. His battle was short. He fought for six short months after his diagnosis. He knew the chemo was not working and that his time was limited. When he came to this realization he became the best dad in the world.                                                In the days before my father's passing, my family shared some memorable moments. One of those moments centers around the deli meat: Liver Cheese.I would not be surprised if you have never heard of it, or even never tasted it. But I was raised on it as it was one of my Dad's favorite things.  What is it? Well, it is a German food that is actually called Leberkase. It is bacon, corned beef, pork, and onion that is ground together and baked. It comes with a