Easter Eve, cousins were finishing up work in the "cascarones factory."
[Desperate times (no more paper confetti was found in the local stores), desperate methods (the tiny plastic confetti was used instead). I pitied the victims of our eggs,...yet, we ourselves were the victims, so it all worked out.]
We, all twelve of us, impressively arrived on time for Sunday service at "Abuela's" church. That body put on an Easter musical. My highlight of the morning was singing one of my favorites called "Agnus Dei" as a congregation in English and Spanish.
[Abuela with all her grandchildren present that day]
After service, we filled up on brisket, pintos, vegetables, and fruit before passing out an array of baskets to the children to start a hunt for hidden, colored, candy-filled eggs throughout the yard.
[one of my favorite smiles, even brightly colored red under a rainbow umbrella]
The rest of our day included nap-times, slabs of cake topped with strawberries and whipped cream, letting the children run free armed with cascarones,...
[Here the dads get it. Not many escaped the day un-confettied!]
[my hair with the vilain smiling in the background]
...more lunch left-overs were enjoyed, if bellies had room and lots of outdoor play. Finally, we visited with family and friends around the warmth of the fire pit as the stars made their showing.
It was a beautiful day, from start to finish, celebrating Jesus, Life, and the goodness with which He fills our days.
John 10: 14-15 "I [Jesus] am the good shephard; I lay down my life for the sheep."
Matthew 28:20 "I am with you always, even to the very end of the age."