We colored eggs for Easter and had to be extra careful due to Miles' egg allergy.
We created eggs with silly faces this year, and Miles offered up a silly face of his own.
The Easter bunny arrived and left outfits, goodies and toys.
Tate was very sick with a high fever Easter morning, so we let him sleep and Miles got to find all of the eggs without any competition.
Miles enjoyed what the Easter bunny brought and we spent the morning playing with the new things and getting a little hopped up on sugar.
When Tate awoke he checked out his new things and rediscovered the eggs Miles had already found.
Miles got dressed in his Sunday best, as he had to give a talk in Primary. Scott had to teach a lesson and work in the clerk's office, and I was supposed to help out in the nursery and assist with Miles' talk, so we got help with what we could and juggled what we couldn't, so that we could take care of Tate. Consequently, I couldn't get a picture of the boys together in their Easter clothes. But I got these great pictures of Miles, even if he didn't want to have them taken.
Miles had another karate testing this month and received his cheetah patch and corresponding bandanna. He is really doing well and it is fun to see his growth.
I normally take a few pictures of Miles at home in his new attire, but this time grabbed a few pictures in the parking lot at karate instead. Turned out to be a smart decision because we didn't make it home before he started throwing up.
The next Sunday, after more than a week of high fevers, vomiting and extreme crankiness, Tate was able to put on his cute Easter outfit and pose for a couple of pictures. I would like to point out that he was also wearing some darling pants and shoes, but somehow managed to get melted chocolate on the pants and so he was just in his diaper for the waist-up photos. And how about that new haircut?! What a little doll (in my usual unbiased opinion).
Miles illness caused him to miss out on a friend's birthday party, as well as dinosaur sharing day at preschool, both of which were devastating to a 4-year old boy. But, he had recovered enough to be able to accompany his class on their field trip to the farm at Thanksgiving Point. Tate and I went along as well and we all had a really lovely time.
Miles got to feed the animals, take a wagon ride and have snack time with his class. After the rest of his class left to go home, I let Miles and his friend Talmage stay a few extra minutes and play in the little jailhouse on the farm.