Monday, April 05, 2010

Our Family Tradition - Easter Egg Hunting

Dear Easter Bunny -
This past weekend we celebrated Easter with the family and WOW what a weekend. On Saturday we went to a park outside of DC and had our family pinic and then hide the eggs from the kids. You and I hide almost 80 eggs and found them all except for 4. I always enjoy our family pinics - even if we have to do them inside on occasion because of the weather.
I took each of the kids picture by the Washington Monument, but I thought Kaiden was cute in the way that he just sat down. I so enjoy this baby and I so enjoy our family. Thank you for being such a great mom and for helping us to have such a great family!

We also read a special little book to kaiden and the kids during lunch called the "Little Red Caboose." Of course you know that this is the book we are sending to our parents to tell them the news that you are going to be having another special baby to add to the Gosnell family.
After we finished with the hunt we drove into DC and got on the Metro to eat at Union Station. I enjoyed leading my family through the crowds at the Cherry Blossom festival. I still remember our first trip to DC and how special that was for us. Everytime I am in DC I think back to that trip and how much we were in love and we just wanted to be together. I still feel that way....
At Union Station we told the kids the news and they were greatly excited. I love how we treat special things as special. Then we headed back to watch the fireworks over the river. We found this special spot and enjoyed the warmth and lights of DC.

Then we headed home. I love you so much and I love our special memories and moments.

1 comment:

Amazing said...

Thank you for sharing these special memories with me. I never truly enjoyed the depth of special occassions like I do with you. You bring out a brand new level of excitement into my life and help me enjoy things even that much more. Thank you for that.

This will always be a special memory, despite what happened. I am glad we have a memory of our little caboose, that will always belong to him or her.