I was thinking about Easter and how I was dissappointed how I felt when Christmas was over. It is a major religious holiday and yet I felt like as a family we failed to celebrate it with Christ in the center of things.
One of my dear friends has a book about having a Christ centered Easter. She had a post on her blog last year I think about what she does and how she brings and keeps Christ into it all. I loved it! I thought for sure we would follow it this year and adjust or add to it as I felt fit our family.
I also planned on doing those easter cookies, the ones you make and put in your oven until the morning. I have always thought it would be fun, but when I first heard of it I had just a little baby. Then each year it seemed like I forgot about it till it was too late.
I wanted to dedicate our family home evening the week before Easter to talking about Easter and all that, but then I was reminded of Jamie's Easter activities she does. I thought perfect!
The week before Easter went like this:
Sunday: I had a huge headache, but managed to talk a bit about Easter and we did the first little lesson. I explained the the kids that we were going to talk about Easter every night this week.
Monday: I woke up with a small irriated throat, thought it was maybe just allergies even though they normally effect my eyes and nose more than my throat. As the day went on, it got worse, I felt aweful called my husband to have him bring dinner home (which I seldom do for being sick). At about 5 I took lots of mortin and started to feel a bit better, my head ache almost went away. We did the second day events for the Easter week activities for family home evening.
Tuesday: I didn't sleep good, I wanted to die, in hopes to end my pain. I called Robert to come home from work so I could get some help and go to the Dr. I tested positive for strep. I came home and went to bed. We didn't do any Easter related things.
Wednesday: Didn't sleep good, motrin didn't really dull much pain but knew I was to get better since I was taking my RX. I slept most the day, the girls watched TV most all day long. A wonderful neighbor brought us dinner. All day I was either freezing cold or burning up. No Easter activity.
Thursday: I slept when the girls watched a movie, and after my older girls got home from school. I was feeling a bit better. Was excited to get back on track with the Easter activities. I combined 2 or 3 of the days to get caught up were we should be.
Friday: Feeling better, my throat almost wasn't hurting. I was contemplating running my race for the next day. I decided against it. Went shopping to finalize all our Easter stuff. Luckily I had bought most the stuff weeks ago. We forgot to do the Easter activity, but I was able to eat so sort of real food.
Saturday: I was woken up around 4ish by Amber. I started thinking about running the race again. I decided I would do it. I got up a few hours later to get ready for the race. I was pretty sore from the race. Robert and I went shopping, and my appetite had returned. I was HUNGRY and wanted REAL food! That night I stuffed plastic eggs, and we forgot to do Easter stuff again, well REAL Easter stuff.
Sunday: The girls had strings tied to their beds that lead to their Easter baskets. We went to church, went to Grandma's for Easter egg hunt there and dinner. I felt like again, this important holiday went by and we didn't focus on it enough.
I guess there is always next year. I keep thinking if I wasn't sick or if I had planned better. I tried, and it was better than last year. I feel like we didn't ever focus on those major important things about Jesus' life. I guess it is just those small steps that make you closer. Hopefully next year I will be a bit closer to where I wanted to be this year.
We didn't even color eggs this year.... I guess there is always next year.