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Happy Easter + #WIWSunday, March 31, 2013

First and foremost, Happy Easter!

Easter 2013

What I Wore Sunday, March 31, 2013

What I Wore Sunday, March 31, 2013

What I Wore Sunday, March 31, 2013
I apologize for the lighting. Something was off this week.

I don’t normally wear a one-stop-shop outfit. But you guys, it was the perfect Easter outfit. Especially considering I had already purchased the boys’ shirts and sweaters. Plus, they were the real hit of the day.

Easter 2013

Their sweater vests and button up shirts are from Crazy 8. Their pants hail from Kmart, which yes, remains my secret weapon, even for boys’ clothes.

Easter 2013

We actually got up, dressed and made it to our church for early service today. The service moved me in all the right ways, and I felt pleased that I made the decision to stay home long enough to make it to early church before heading to The Farm to celebrate the holiday with my side of the family. The rest of our day was loud and boisterous and crazy and wonderful; all things we expect and love when it comes to holidays with my family.

Instagram Collage from Easter

Our whole day can be summed up with this photo:

Easter 2013

Happy Easter!

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Dyeing Eggs Is for the Birds (I Like Birds)

Every year.

Every year I think, “Well, we have to dye eggs! Because that’s what you do at Easter time!”

Easter Eggs, 2013

It’s as if some Men in Black mind eraser comes and wipes my mind clear of the hassle and mess and whining and fuss and general fail that is dyeing eggs. Every. Single. Year.

Easter Eggs, 2013

And every single year, I get everything all set up with the boys and my husband.

Easter Eggs, 2013

And every single year, we fail. Nothing ever ends up as it is intended. The eggs are never as bright or as shiny or as perfect or as pretty or as whatever as I initially set out to achieve.

But every single year… we get something unique

Easter Eggs, 2013

…forcing me to remember that perfection is totally overrated. You might start out going for the perfect Easter egg, whatever that means. Somewhere in the midst of not having enough vinegar and putting too much water in the cups because you didn’t read all of the directions before you started in the first place and more whining and the dog licking lemon juice off of your slipper and more whining and much parental sighing, you might end up with something kind of cool. Like accidentally super-pasteled with randomly spotted and striped tie-dyed eggs.

Easter Eggs, 2013

All that said, someone point me to this post the day before I say we’re going to dye eggs next year so I can buy enough vinegar, only put a half cup of water in each cup, and, I don’t know, leave town or something.