Easter in our house means more than chocolate Easter Bunnies, dyed eggs and cheap wicker baskets.  It means great things to us about God and resurrection and love and hope.  But there are certain childish frivolities that still mean a lot, no matter where the meaning stems from.

There’s something to be said about a makeshift art smock made out of one of Daddy’s old t-shirts.

There’s something to be said about cracking a hard-boiled egg for the first time ever.  Little hands testing and squeezing.

There’s something to be said about having a Mama who takes pictures of every. little. thing.

Tripp’s First Easter Basket – so much more than eggs and dye.