Easter Sunday

Oh, wow it was a day of intense cuteness.  Look at these boys.

My goodness.  How did we ever get so lucky?  When I got Noah dressed on Sunday morning he pointed to his vest and said, "Kites Mama!"  Well, sort of.

After going to church in the morning and naps in the afternoon we went over to Kristina and Jason's for Easter dinner.  Noah was thrilled to have another egg hunt.

Sometimes I wonder if two boys could be loved more by their aunt and uncle.  These two really do so much to help, love and, of course, spoil.

Noah was excited that Uncle Jason let him drive the remote control truck...even though it scares him sometimes.  He'll  say, "Hurt, hurt," but what he really means is, "That thing scared me."

It was sweet, though, that when Nate arrived with Papa Noah stopped playing and wanted Papa to come see.

And even though it's not a great picture, we had to get one of the boys with their Papa.  With such an uncertain future, capturing memories with Papa is so important now.

Nana's meals never disappoint.  She filled our tummies and spoiled our boys with fun Easter baskets.  I mean, look how excited Luke is about his dump truck.

What can I say? I am so blessed.  In just a matter of years we've gone from none, to one, and now two little boys.  They are miracles, and I'm so grateful they're ours.