Today’s Easter baskets held a chocolate bunny for each kiddo and our traditional gift that reminds them of the Savior. This year Kev and I created some picture boards with clips that will allow the kids to swap pictures out their wallet size pictures of Christ whenever they desire. We’re thinking forward to the near future when both Daniel and Nathan will be living in places with limited space like dorm rooms and missionary apartments. We wanted something compact enough to travel with them wherever they go. One of our neighbors runs his own carpentry business and was happy to help us create some amazing looking boards. They look about a million times better than they would have if I had painted them.
Dinner this evening held more traditions. No matter what I suggest for Easter dinner, my family always wants ham and cheesy hash brown potatoes. In the name of simplifying, I did get them to forgo the rolls this year, but that was their only concession. Pretty much the only menu item I’m allowed to switch up is the veggies. But that’s ok. It is a delicious dinner that we don’t eat all that often. And if I want to try out other holiday related foods, I just do it in the week preceding the actual holiday. Kev’s parents usually join us for dinner on Easter but with COVID still rearing its head, we packed dinner up for them so they could enjoy it at home.
Our traditional Easter dessert is hot cross buns. This is a once a year treat and last summer’s binge watching of the Great British Baking Show gave me a couple of tips that made this year’s buns both look and taste just a little bit more amazing. I’m actually tempted to make them more than once a year. Or maybe I need to use those handy tips to expand into some other types of sweet rolls. Of course, if I do that too often, I might start to expand literally…
But back to the point. I love my family traditions. And I find I’m even more jealous of them than usual knowing that in the next year another of my children will be leaving home. It’s a strange thing to be contemplating the fact that in the fall only 50% of my children will still be living at home. So I cling to our traditions and I find that my family does as well. In coming years, I know some traditions may need to be modified, some new ones may be established, and some may no longer fit our needs. But for now, we cling to our traditions and treasure our time together. After more than a year spent in closer proximity to each other for longer periods of time than usual, we all still value our time together and in fact, I think we love it all the more.

























