Easter is not a big holiday around here. We enjoy a little egg coloring, the bunny brings some goods. We talk a little bit about Jesus and Heaven and Gratitude and we hang out with the parople we love most. I know it is probably blasphemy, but my favorite part is the coloring eggs. It is our one little family tradition...the three of us making a mess and randomly colored eggs. I these photos of stained fingers that are no longer pudgy and small...goofy smiles that have gaps from teeth falling out instead of coming in. I love that we have this time and hope that even though Easter is a pretty mellow holiday and my boy is more big than small, that we can keep this one little tradition for many years to come.